There will be no going back. Ever.
It was by far the coldest night sleep I have ever had. I was horribly unprepared. (Thought I had prepared, but weather was much colder than my phone predicted)
The trail is relentless. I think it crosses the line and is not a 'fun' trail. It was nice to test skill and work the bike, but is not what i would say is enjoyable. Maybe if I wasn't a fat office worker by day I would have a little more stamina to enjoy the last few miles instead of wishing I were dead. After about 4-5 miles I was wishing to be done. I started to make mistakes, which led to simple, stupid, tip overs which take sooo much energy to recover from. By about 7 miles I was angry. I wanted off the trail. We had already passed all the bail out points, so finishing was the only option. Luckily, I received a flat tire at the very end of 5MOH, and was able to ride it back on the easier trail without issue. I don't think I could have physically or emotionally handled the flat tire any earlier.
We had a group of riders pull in about 2 am near us who made all kinds of noise. When the sun came up, one of their bikes looked very familiar to me. It was my precious ktm. I thought about going to say hi, but after they spent an incredible amount of time trying to get it to start, I pulled the A-hole move and didn't say anything about knowing the bike. They attempted the trail behind us, but we had little faith in their ability and hope they have not died.
It was by far the coldest night sleep I have ever had. I was horribly unprepared. (Thought I had prepared, but weather was much colder than my phone predicted)
The trail is relentless. I think it crosses the line and is not a 'fun' trail. It was nice to test skill and work the bike, but is not what i would say is enjoyable. Maybe if I wasn't a fat office worker by day I would have a little more stamina to enjoy the last few miles instead of wishing I were dead. After about 4-5 miles I was wishing to be done. I started to make mistakes, which led to simple, stupid, tip overs which take sooo much energy to recover from. By about 7 miles I was angry. I wanted off the trail. We had already passed all the bail out points, so finishing was the only option. Luckily, I received a flat tire at the very end of 5MOH, and was able to ride it back on the easier trail without issue. I don't think I could have physically or emotionally handled the flat tire any earlier.
We had a group of riders pull in about 2 am near us who made all kinds of noise. When the sun came up, one of their bikes looked very familiar to me. It was my precious ktm. I thought about going to say hi, but after they spent an incredible amount of time trying to get it to start, I pulled the A-hole move and didn't say anything about knowing the bike. They attempted the trail behind us, but we had little faith in their ability and hope they have not died.
