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Well, the 2004 New Mexico Off-Road series (nmors) finally kicked off this past weekend in El Paso with the "Coyote Classic" race; typically warm/hot, dry, and dusty. As I watched the weather reports for race day (Sunday the 4th) towards the end of last week, it seemed that each day closer to the race incresed the likelihood of rain by 10%. From a forecasted 20% chance on wednesday to 30% chance on thursday to 40% chance on friday.... then on the weather channel on saturday it said that Thunderstorms were likely for Sunday! Hmpf. Some southwest weather!
Heading out of Santa Fe on Saturday morning, a cold spell that started moving in had settled in nicely putting the temps. around 35 degrees! Man, it had been in the 70's the week before.... but clouds were moving in and we got some good rain storms on friday. On the way south (el paso is about 325 miles due south of Santa Fe), just out of Albuquerque, it began POURING, dumping, raining cats and dogs on and off most of the way south on I-25. Then some hail, then some comotion on the highway as fire crews foamed a charred 18 wheeler down..... not the smoothest start going here.
As we got closer to el paso the rain tapered off and the temp.'s were nicer.... but the clouds were all around and threatening.
Sunday, race day, morning looked even more menacing from the hotel balcony as I ate breakfast:
And at the venue, out at Franklin Mountain State Park, the clouds were on top of us, litterally:
But at start time, the rain held off and we just had to contend with a stiff breeze. It seemed like it was getting colder though, maybe in the high 40's or so, and the clouds were descending on the course....
The race: Pro, semi pro, and expert took off then us sport class fellas lined up, first the 20-29, then the 30-39 (my group), 1 minute after the young 'ins. We had around 30 people cued up. The start went down the park entrance road for about 1.25 miles then right back up it in an attempt to "spread the pack" out. I blasted off and shot out to the front, as fast as I could. It felt like everyone was right on my wheel and had me in their sights. When we turned around at the bottom and headed back up hill, there were 5-6 guys pretty close so I pedaled as hard as I could without blowing up. Once up the road the race took off for 16 miles of fast, rocky singletrack. On the way up the road I was passing the last half of the 20-29 sport guys and had pretty good position heading into the singletrack. At this point we were going more down than up on rolling twisty rocky singletrack that had good places for passing. Since I was feeling OK I concentrated on the guy ahead.... and the next, and the next, and so on. Generally the first half of the course dropped elevation, so it made it FAST. There were plenty of technical climbs out of rocky drainages to keep you paying attention, some with serious consequences if off the trail! As the course wound down to a flatter area, we were sent through these gravel/rock washes that were surprisingly rideable.... just pedal smooth and stay in control and you'd exit them almost as fast as you'd entered them. at about 12.5 miles the course slowly arced around to head back up 5.5 miles of climbing.
Now this is what was new to me, climbing at the end of the race, with a 1/2 mile brutal/steep climb right to the the satrt/finish at the trailhead to the parking lot.
Here's a shot of the finishing climb:
and the finish:
Anyhow, right as I was beginning this last part, it started drizzling.... then more of a steady rain started. Thankfully I was at a point where climbing was keeping me warm, so I kept on motoring, figuring someone's just about to catch and pass me. Funny thing though was I had passed most all of the younger sport guys, the women experts, and the women pro's! Yow. In the last mile I caught a couple of the expert men! I figured they were saving energy as they'd have another 1/2 lap to do after the big climb ahead. So I motored up the last steep climb, they took my number and I went back to the car to warm up and get some dry clothes. Seems like I had first, but I wasn't really thinking about it. I was just stoked to have ridden strong the whole race at 90-100% output and probably had a little left to boot.
It was raining pretty steadily at this point, and cold!
Oh yeah, as the course got wetter, it got slippery as heck, and I took a spill on a sweeper right hand turn, my right hand punching through some NASTY cactus, and my leg sort of whacking it on the way down. It hurts to have 1/4" of needle stuck straight in, and hard to pick out as well!
Here's my leg, the red things are cactus needles stivking out; fun!
I munched some cookies, checked my HR monitor: went 18 miles in 1:28 burning just over 2000 calories (if you can believe the monitor reading) then headed back to the satrt/finish area to wait for rs3o and another racer we had on our trip. We regrouped and sped off to the hotel for a shower then back to get the results..... which took forever to post, but the sun re-appeared warming everything up nicely. So I had won, it turns out, and I hadn't really expected it, and it hadn't sunk in. Got a cool black long sleeve Surly jersey and a $75 gift certificate for some Magura brakes, which was cool.
Goofy "podium" shot (we're pretty low tech in NM/TX), I'm in the Velo del Norte orange/silver jersey with a goofy grin on my face:
Off my buddies and I then went to hit Taco Cabana or some such place as we were all starving at the point, and had a 5 hour drive ahead back home...
In the nmors/ACA series I'll race expert now, and see how I do at the end of the month in the Moab Moutain States Cup race..... where I expect to still get spanked in sport, but as the two series are held by different sanctioning bodies I can do that..... although if I were to place in the top 5 in Moab, I'll likely just race expert to start the season off points-wise in expert for the remaining 9 races after Moab.... but that's pretty unlikely as some of the "sport" guys are really at expert/pro level anyhow. Should be an educational season, and the 2200+ miles of road/rollers/mtbike have paid off so far! Now to start the hill climbing road workouts, as the ski area has closed and the road safe to ride up and down. 15 miles up, almost 3000' elevation gain, should be good!
Heading out of Santa Fe on Saturday morning, a cold spell that started moving in had settled in nicely putting the temps. around 35 degrees! Man, it had been in the 70's the week before.... but clouds were moving in and we got some good rain storms on friday. On the way south (el paso is about 325 miles due south of Santa Fe), just out of Albuquerque, it began POURING, dumping, raining cats and dogs on and off most of the way south on I-25. Then some hail, then some comotion on the highway as fire crews foamed a charred 18 wheeler down..... not the smoothest start going here.
As we got closer to el paso the rain tapered off and the temp.'s were nicer.... but the clouds were all around and threatening.
Sunday, race day, morning looked even more menacing from the hotel balcony as I ate breakfast:

And at the venue, out at Franklin Mountain State Park, the clouds were on top of us, litterally:

But at start time, the rain held off and we just had to contend with a stiff breeze. It seemed like it was getting colder though, maybe in the high 40's or so, and the clouds were descending on the course....
The race: Pro, semi pro, and expert took off then us sport class fellas lined up, first the 20-29, then the 30-39 (my group), 1 minute after the young 'ins. We had around 30 people cued up. The start went down the park entrance road for about 1.25 miles then right back up it in an attempt to "spread the pack" out. I blasted off and shot out to the front, as fast as I could. It felt like everyone was right on my wheel and had me in their sights. When we turned around at the bottom and headed back up hill, there were 5-6 guys pretty close so I pedaled as hard as I could without blowing up. Once up the road the race took off for 16 miles of fast, rocky singletrack. On the way up the road I was passing the last half of the 20-29 sport guys and had pretty good position heading into the singletrack. At this point we were going more down than up on rolling twisty rocky singletrack that had good places for passing. Since I was feeling OK I concentrated on the guy ahead.... and the next, and the next, and so on. Generally the first half of the course dropped elevation, so it made it FAST. There were plenty of technical climbs out of rocky drainages to keep you paying attention, some with serious consequences if off the trail! As the course wound down to a flatter area, we were sent through these gravel/rock washes that were surprisingly rideable.... just pedal smooth and stay in control and you'd exit them almost as fast as you'd entered them. at about 12.5 miles the course slowly arced around to head back up 5.5 miles of climbing.
Now this is what was new to me, climbing at the end of the race, with a 1/2 mile brutal/steep climb right to the the satrt/finish at the trailhead to the parking lot.
Here's a shot of the finishing climb:

and the finish:

Anyhow, right as I was beginning this last part, it started drizzling.... then more of a steady rain started. Thankfully I was at a point where climbing was keeping me warm, so I kept on motoring, figuring someone's just about to catch and pass me. Funny thing though was I had passed most all of the younger sport guys, the women experts, and the women pro's! Yow. In the last mile I caught a couple of the expert men! I figured they were saving energy as they'd have another 1/2 lap to do after the big climb ahead. So I motored up the last steep climb, they took my number and I went back to the car to warm up and get some dry clothes. Seems like I had first, but I wasn't really thinking about it. I was just stoked to have ridden strong the whole race at 90-100% output and probably had a little left to boot.
It was raining pretty steadily at this point, and cold!

Oh yeah, as the course got wetter, it got slippery as heck, and I took a spill on a sweeper right hand turn, my right hand punching through some NASTY cactus, and my leg sort of whacking it on the way down. It hurts to have 1/4" of needle stuck straight in, and hard to pick out as well!
Here's my leg, the red things are cactus needles stivking out; fun!

I munched some cookies, checked my HR monitor: went 18 miles in 1:28 burning just over 2000 calories (if you can believe the monitor reading) then headed back to the satrt/finish area to wait for rs3o and another racer we had on our trip. We regrouped and sped off to the hotel for a shower then back to get the results..... which took forever to post, but the sun re-appeared warming everything up nicely. So I had won, it turns out, and I hadn't really expected it, and it hadn't sunk in. Got a cool black long sleeve Surly jersey and a $75 gift certificate for some Magura brakes, which was cool.
Goofy "podium" shot (we're pretty low tech in NM/TX), I'm in the Velo del Norte orange/silver jersey with a goofy grin on my face:

Off my buddies and I then went to hit Taco Cabana or some such place as we were all starving at the point, and had a 5 hour drive ahead back home...
In the nmors/ACA series I'll race expert now, and see how I do at the end of the month in the Moab Moutain States Cup race..... where I expect to still get spanked in sport, but as the two series are held by different sanctioning bodies I can do that..... although if I were to place in the top 5 in Moab, I'll likely just race expert to start the season off points-wise in expert for the remaining 9 races after Moab.... but that's pretty unlikely as some of the "sport" guys are really at expert/pro level anyhow. Should be an educational season, and the 2200+ miles of road/rollers/mtbike have paid off so far! Now to start the hill climbing road workouts, as the ski area has closed and the road safe to ride up and down. 15 miles up, almost 3000' elevation gain, should be good!