Adam et al. designed a wicked-hard course at Loon Mountain in New Hampshire last Saturday. Oh man was it hard!
I was pre-riding on Friday when the crew was just finishing setting up. The course was bumpy on the untamed, grassy ski hill. The twisting descents were not for the feint of heart, the climbs were not for the heavyweights, and the straight sections were not for the powerless… yes, this was a real cyclocross course!
So Saturday came and I rode up to the course and did a few laps; it had smoothed out a lot and was looking and feeling really good.
I got a front row call up, but knew I didn’t want to kill the start. I think I was in 5th or 6th at the first bend and for the first section. I had to work to close a gap coming back through the parking lot, but got there before the switchbacks and the second dismount; until I got chopped and fought it a little too hard and got myself stuck in the stake…
Dang. I don’t think I ever really saw the front again, but just kept riding hard. I was mostly by myself, but could see guys spread out around me. A couple guys went by and then I went by a few guys. I knew I was close to the top 10, but it was just a little too far out of reach. I rolled in 14th on the day.
On Sunday, I was off with Adam’s car (he was going down to do the Mayor’s cup in Boston) to Auburn for Sucker Brook Cross.
I realized when I was almost there that I left an hour too early… I forgot how to count and gave myself 4 hours before my race instead of 3. Which would have been good if the commissaires would have let us on the course in between races, but it was a struggle just to be able to see the course. It was a wicked one though with some good grassy corners, a couple dismounts, a power section through the woods, and a good sand pit.
I had a good start, but ended up behind Dylan, who I knew hadn’t seen the course. I wanted to try and get by him, but to no avail. I lost the lead group of 3 on that first lap when I bobbled trying to ride the sand. Coming around for the second lap, Al came by me and I knew that was going to be a good wheel to follow. For some reason, silly me, I came around him again and slowed his chase… and then when he came back around me I couldn’t get on his wheel. So I rode for a while, chasing the remnants of that front group, riding laps with Brian and another guy. Then it was Brian and I chasing. We pulled up to Josh and it was going to be a good battle between the 3 of us for 6th. Then I went and rolled my tire just coming into the sand… Dang! I let some air out, got it out of the brake, put it back on, but had to ride at about 5km/h for a bit to get to the pit. A bunch of guys came around me and I chased a group of 4, but I just didn’t have enough time and ended up 13th.
Finally, I was riding at least the way I know how and then I rolled a tire… Aaahhhh!!!!
I just want a do-over…
Gloucester this weekend is going to be REALLY HARD!!!
::SAdamson
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