Single Speed
#719 or #892
I started racing in 2006
My wife, Mel, made me start. After riding my first race in a snow storm through dark forested single track past bonfires and kegs o’beer along side naked riders and Halloween costumed riders and screaming drunk spectators, I knew I had found a good sport. It is a good pastime for weekends when I am not bird hunting or riding my mountain bike. But why do racers wear such over-the-top outfits called “kits”? I thought bibs were worn by farmers.
My goal is to finish with a smile on my muddy face in not-last-place.
Mudslinger on the singlespeed - Angela's race report
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The drive out was scenic and bothersome. The closer to the venue I got, the
denser the clouds grew and the more abundant the rain. Oh well, I was glad
I’d ...
12 years ago
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No Gears, No Fears!
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