Not often does a day roll by that you have the chance to race twice at two complete different venues. Saturday offered that chance with the happenings of both Street Cred and The Howling. A street race to start the day, and then a super secret offroad race in the evening. Both were brutal, both were fun, and both had more shenanigans than that scene with Farva.
Back to Street Cred. These guys put on a classic event, full of West Bottoms, peeps, and good ol' Tallgrass beer. I chose to take the Stumpy FSR out to play, figuring that trying to keep up with the cross boys and roadies would lead to a good time. I wasn't let down. I jumped towards to front, and ended up in a battle for 1st with BK. He was on a sweet Spooky road ride, with some seemingly invincible tires. I was pretty impressed on how well he rode the rough stuff without flatting. I was able to hold his wheel fine in the more tech spots, but on the long road run into the finish it was full bore to keep up. Somewhere around the halfway mark I made my way past on the fly over and looked back a few minutes later to see no one. Managed to win some sweet Major Tom rims, get a sweet buzz to kickstart the days festivities, and got to race and hang with a cool group of guys that I don't always get to see. Thanks to Chasm and Chris for the sweet time, along with everyone else that helped make that possible!
I unfortunatly didn't get to stick around long, because the Pirate, Manimal, and I had to jet off to set up for the Howling. I was happy to help by donating my energy carrying the buckets so the boys could flag and stake the course. I just didn't know the course was 3 miles long. Man that was a long hike in biking shoes, not to mention the run back to the car in order to get out of the parking lot before it closed.
We headed back to the meeting spot bar, and I stuffed my face with a big pulled pork sandwhich, fries, and more beer before getting ready for the second round of suffering. There was a decent crew that showed up, and before long we were headed out to the course ready for 8 miles of pure hellish fun. I was unfortunetly still rocking my shorts from earlier in the day thanks to my boy Tdonn forgetting my stuff at his house. Just a little mis-communication...
The race was fun... Well not really. I mean it was a blast, but I felt like shit, and it was a course that didn't give a shit about how you felt, it was going to make you hurt. I managed to get blown off the line and lost a minute at the start due to me having frozen hands and a 20mm thru axle. Apparently the Pirate saw it fit to make us start without our front wheels. I almost killed myself trying to catch up to the leaders, and when I did I managed to do as little as possible to stay close. Tdonn was 10-20 seconds ahead most of the race, I just didn't have the motivation or legs to do much more. I figured I could easily outdrink and eat him, but he was apparently thirsty and very hungry and managed to even outdo me in that department. So he took the overall, and I took 2nd overall, 1st geared. The crew we had show up were a blast. The drinks afterwards were fun, although I had wet socks and no shoes, again thanks to Travis. He made up for it though by letting me eat some of one his 3 entrees he ordered. That man can eat almost like the Manimal, who by the way dominated both races with more Peeps and Doughnuts eaten than almost all others combined. I won some sweet PBR swag, along with one of those nice TaddiHogg cycling hats. Some sweet hats made locally by a couple of KC dudes, one of which had me cracking up at the after party. Luckily they were able to close the garage door on us to keep us seperated from the rest of the place. We truely tore it down Pirate style. Many thanks go out to the Pirate and all of his awesome volunteers that help make these crazy night gatherings happen.
Pics of both events can be found on the websites... I'm too tired to fuss with it.
So that was it... Two races, two different styles, two hellava good times. I'm looking forward to the last race of the Pirate cXc race series, and hopefully I can catch another Street Cred race soon. Can't this weekend, but hopefully the next one.
Snow snow snow... I think it's time to spend some time at the Lake riding trails that are always good. Looks like our dirt will be far from hero for quite some time.