This was my first lap - about half of it in the dark. It was a bit slippery from earlier rain, but nothing compared to what it was like later on.
It was the Tree Huggers' 8th year at the 24 Hrs of Summer Solstice mountain bike relay, marking the 7th anniversary of our team name, which I invented on the spur of the moment while signing up for this race. At the time, it referred primarily to our team's mountain biking abilities. We do more than enough racing, so we make a point of treating this as a social event with good company, no pressure to perform, and at least one rookie every year.
This was the first year that we asked a rookie to do the starting lap! 3PinJim stepped in after VO2Max had to drop out due to XC ski training obligations in B.C., and he volunteered to do the first lap. At the time, we didn't tell him that there would be 325 other teams in the line-up, and - well - he didn't ask. Actually, it takes a lot to faze 3PinJim, so he ended up being the perfect choice.
Our second rookie was Sean, a friend of Goose's - a triathlete who really ought to convert to mountain biking. Returning team members were 'Bent, Sid, Knobless, Hingo, Goose, Coach LD, and myself.
Weather was variable, ranging from brilliant sunshine to thunderstorms. In the middle of the night, the course became a quagmire for awhile, and the lap times went way up. It stayed slick for hours, and it was easy to slide off the occasional tree root - ouch.
This was our worst year yet for bike disasters. Knobless had two flat tires on his first lap, and Sid's main light went out early in his night lap in the heavy rain. But the award for biggest disaster goes to Hingo, whose bike stopped rolling, so he abandoned his lap and returned to the campsite.
In spite of all that, this event is incredibly well-organized and fun, and we had a great, relaxed weekend hanging out with friends. We missed VO2Max and hope he'll be able to join us another year since our ranking dipped about 15-20 positions without him! Oh, and this was also the first year that his Mom didn't make cookies for our team. :-(
Without VO2Max and his trusty sidekick Logan, our campsite wasn't as popular with cute young girls as it was last year. But there was one who hung out with us for the entire weekend - 3Pin Jr.
A few highlights... A flying Goose went past our campsite.
Coach LD slid off the Pirate's Plank and managed to fully submerge her head in the mud puddle. She looked pretty good when she was telling us the story (below), but that's only because another rider insisted on cleaning her off at the bike wash.
'Bent survived yet another deluge of questions this weekend - hey dude, can that thing do single track?!?
And Sid pulled through for the team on the Hero Lap, where he had to finish before 12 noon so that 'Bent could head out for one final lap.