Monthly Archives: September 2010

Motocross des Nations, day 1

What a day!  I imagine some of this will seem a bit far-fetched but I swear it’s true.  I have photos and witnesses to back it up if need be.

I made my way from Madison to Denver on Friday night.  I used to live here so it’s an easy, familiar trip.  I met up with my friends Scott and Richard at Richard’s house, caught up on gossip, current events, then eventually made a plan for Saturday’s activities.

Golden, Colorado’s Thunder Valley motocross track is the host of this year’s Motocross des Nations.  MXdN only comes to the US so often so when it was scheduled to come to the town I call home, I had to go.

AJ at Victory Circle Graphix hooked Scott, Richard and me with a VIP parking pass and paddock passes for the weekend.  We drove straight to a parking spot across from the main entrance.  Practice had started so we watched some of the big jumps from the paddock but mostly took in the sights.

Who knows how many people attended on Saturday but for sure Sunday's crowd will be bigger.

Lunch time rolled around and we smelled food coming from a big tent.  We walked in without being checked and helped ourselves with beverages.  Scott spied a buffet line so we made our way over.  The tent was huge and packed full of people. When we got to the buffet we were asked for our tickets.  We didn’t have any tickets but the lady asking had a handful so she helped us out and ushered us to the food.  When we sat to eat we realized we had somehow sneaked into the VIP tent and ended up with free lunch.  Dunno how we did it but we did.

Trek World Racing’s Andrew Neethling (see a vid of Needles here) made trip to town so we met up with him.  We were all walking past the Alpine Stars hospitality tent and Andrew stopped to say hey.  He’s an A-Stars sponsored rider and knew someone there.  After a few minutes he came back to us with hospitality passes.  Awesome.  Scott felt like ice cream so we ducked into the A-Stars tent and helped ourselves.  Thanks Needles and Alpine Stars!

Then the racing started.  Qualifiers today, main events tomorrow.  The fast guys are amazing.  The amount of time they spend in the air, manipulating the bike into position for the best possible line upon landing and the corner speed they carry made huge impressions on me.   The track has some massive jumps that not all the bikes and riders can easily do.  The dirt and weather were perfect.

We headed back to the pits for a quick pass through the A-Stars tent.  On our way we say John Tomac and his son Eli.  I know John from when I lived in Durango.  It was good to catch up.  Eli is riding a Trek road bike.  That’s good to know.

Team USA was being rushed to the post race press conference when we passed by the Honda and Suzuki haulers.  I saw Ryan Dungey’s agent, Tony, and he asked us to follow them to the press tent.  We talked and walked but then lost each other in the crowd.  Later we met up with Tony again and he invited us in to the Suzuki hauler.  Ryan was there and we chatted about all sorts: cycling, training, the MXdN track, Decoster, Lance Armstrong, Ryan coming to visit Trek, the works.  There were hoards of fans outside the hauler that all wanted a piece of Ryan but we soaked up his time inside the hauler.  We were spoiled and thanked him for spending time with us while the pressure of racing had to be on his mind.  What a super cool experience that was.

Ryan, me, Richard and Scott with Ryan's back up MXdN Suzuki RM-Z450. HA!

Scott, Richard, Andrew and I reveled in how lucky our day had been so far while we walked to the Alpine Stars tent.  They were serving dinner and we had learned from Tony that it was not to be missed.  Sure enough, it was quite a spread – farfalle pasta, salmon, tiramisu ice cream, fresh bread.  On top of that, the tables surrounding us were filled with heros: Mike Gooselar, Mike Alessi, Dean Wilson, Andrew Short, and certainly dozens of others that are surely big names that I didn’t recognize.

After we had soaked up as much superstar presence as we could handle we stepped out of the tent and found Roger DeCoster standing alone.  I know some of his fellow Belgian ex-pats so I risked it and struck up a conversation.  We all gathered around to listen to him talk of days gone by.  He was also very generous with his time.  At first it was hard for me to concentrate on the conversation because I know he’s one of the most influential people motocross has ever known.  Yet he’s standing right there in front of us, shaking our hands and sharing his life with us.  Wow.

I’m still reeling a little from the day.  How can you top a day like that?!  The racing was pretty exciting but it took a back seat to the people interactions we had.  I can hardly wait to do it again tomorrow.

Missed Friday by a day, but here are a couple of video’s anyway

There is a new movie called Life Cycles.  Looks to be really kick butt.  Here are 2 early views of it.  Enjoy.

The official trailer for it is quite good, but here is another view of the movie that someone cut together.

I went to the Dresser.

For the land of the free

And the home of the brave…………vroooom, vrooom…

It was almost like being at a GNCC race.  200 people on the line, announcements that you cannot hear and that do not make much sense, an almost 12 mile loop, a significant amount of spectators.  Oh ya I forgot, this is not just a D16 race, but also a shared race with D23 (Minnesota).  There is a lot more offroad riders there, or maybe it’s because they do not have a competing series in a sparsely populated state.  Regardless, it sure is fun to have 22 people on your line.

The course at Dresser is at a small local ski area, Trollhaugen.  Not sure where it gets its name from, I did not see any Trolls on the property.  What I did see was

- 11.5 miles of sweet up and down hills singletrack

- a super cool little endurocross section at the finish area

- a semi gnarly downhill section with telephone poles down at angles and drop offs etc…

- several woods areas with spaced out trees and multiple lines that was very GNCC like

- no river crossings (so that made it not like a GNCC) – woohoo!

- incredible dirt.  Must have rained in the days prior as the moisture content in the dirt was as perfect as it can be.

John and I had another epic battle.  We trained off the front from our group right away from the start.  We pushed and shoved our way through the groups ahead of us, and finally late in the 1st lap found ourselves able to race hard.  We traded the lead back and forth, but neither one of us could get more than 50 yards away from the other one.  We truly are exactly the same speed now.  Our races are coming down to whoever makes the least costly mistake is going to win.

John fell over on the second lap, and I got by him on a downhill.  I put my head down and went like crazy.  Unfortunately, later in that same lap I fell over and gave up that lead.  I was still ahead of him, but now he could see me and that was all the incentive he needed to make up the gap.  Near the very end, in a sandy section, i pushed the front end over a berm and awkwardly came to a stop, that was all he needed to get by me.  In the end I made 1 more mistake than he did, and that pushed me back to 2nd – although right on his tail.

This makes 6 races this year that we have finished right on top of each other.  It is sure fun.

Next race is Dyracuse, and then we will be on to the Crawfordsville GNCC race.  Wow, where did this season get off to?  I know I have not gotten enough racing in this year.

out,

Joe

Trek World Racing and Vesrah video

Here’s a video from the day the Trek World Racing team rode Vesrah Suzuki motos.  The moto segment starts at about minute 8:

Thanks again to the Parkins for making the video and taking the pictures and thanks to Jon Sonnenburg for helping us with our day at Dyracuse.

Another Friday, another video post!!

Here goes! It is Friday, I am sitting at home with nothing to do, so you get the benefit or the pain – whichever you would call it.

The first video is from the video crew that follows the Trek World Racing crew around and documents their exploits. We had them to visit a while back, and we took them riding at Dyracuse. If you fast forward to about 8 minutes in you will see a couple of minutes of us at dyracuse. Scott is in orange Moose Gear, I am in blue Moose gear.

This one is a bunch of crazies that just do not make sense to me.  But, it is set to a great JFK speech.

Here is the Canadian Open Enduro race.  This keeps up my fascination with Whistler.

That is all for now.  Dresser race on Sunday.  It is always a good one.

Joe

That was the most epic battle yet!

Sunday was race number 2 at Crystal Falls.  Some subtle modifications of the course, but basically the same layout as the day before.  Yet, Saturdays deluge was replaced with sunny bright skies and a bit of wind.  Since most of the area is sand, the dirt became fairly epic.  And with the exception of a few areas that are going to be muddy for a long time, the dirt was perfect on the course.

After spending the morning cleaning the motorcycle, and working on the damage from the day before (I am not really sure how it actually ran the day before, as the air filter was completely soaked.), I discovered that I did not have any brake pads left on the front.  I scrounged around at the race, and found a set of used fronts.  Beggars cannot be choosers.  In the end, most of the damage from the day before was superficial.  Ready to race.

When the gun went off, John and I led out and checked out.  He followed me into the woods, today I was not going to let him leave me behind.  But, unfortunately I fell over right away in the woods.  No big deal, just handed the lead right over to him.  Soon after that, he tipped over and I went back around him.  From there, it was on.  The lead changed hands multiple times on each lap.  One of us would get stuck in a slower line, and the other one would go through.  Interestingly, neither one of us could get away when we got to the front.  It seemed pretty easy to make up ground on the other one when you were behind, but once in front – getting away was just not happening.

About halfway through, either John was getting desperate or just tired.  Either way, his attempted passes were becoming more aggressive.  One time he went inside of me to a line that did not exist, and we ended up completely tangled up.  I was almost completely off my motorcycle and onto his with him.  I do not know how we did not go down together on that one.  Another time, I was ahead again, and fell over in a rut going uphill.  He slammed into me and then toppled right onto me.

We laid there in a heap, 2 bikes, 2 riders all tangled up.  If we were not so tired and both so determined to win that day, it would have been comical.

After that, John got through a lapped rider in a tough section that I was forced to follow the lapped rider through.  That put a 5 second gap between us, and that was how we finished.

Oh well.  It was super fun.

On to Dresser.

Joe

Valley Raceway double header

Quick and dirty here (busy with work and family).

I raced at the Uren family owned Valley Raceway hare scramble this past weekend.  I hadn’t raced let alone ridden in way too long so my expectations were low.  High on my to do list was having enjoying the races and soaking up the long laps and technical trails.  I succeeded, I think.  Joe raced too.

Mark Junge graciously loaned my family his mammoth Renegade hauler for the weekend so with wife and kids on board we drove the 5 hours north to just across the WI border to Crystal Falls, MI.  The weather was clear for the drive but it rained hard in the wee hours of the morning and was forecast to rain all day.

I’m fine with mud other than the massive clean up it makes for.  I looked forward to taking it easy in the early laps and picking off stragglers as the race wore on, or at least that was my plan.  I didn’t even try to beat the other six AA riders to the first turn and instead was nearly the last to leave the line on my RM-Z450.  I picked off one guy in the first turn then passed JD and Mat a few turns later.  That immediately put me into 3rd but knew that JD and and possibly Mat would come charging past at some point.  No matter: my mind was at ease enjoying the ride and playing in the mud.  I finished 4th but that might have been by default since an unlucky Eric Uren broke his chain right after passing me in an open field section.

The trail was so wet that it hardly got muddy.  I was soaked after the race but my Suzuki wasn’t as bad as I expected.  I washed it with a garden hose (thanks, Urens!), put in a new filter, sipped in some new Vesrah brake pads, flipped my rear tire around and called it race ready.

The only negative on the day, and it’s a biggie for me, was that Brandon Houts was on the starting line wearing a florescent yellow WIXC tee shirt over his riding gear.  I interpret that as a statement against AMA District 16.  That’s disappointing to me.  Woods riding and racing  in WI is not as strong as it could be.  We need to work together keep land open and land owners interested in holding events.  The current divide between WIXC and D16 is a reality but it doesn’t need to be pushed farther apart than it is already.  I don’t claim to know everything that has happened between WIXC and D16 to make it so that we don’t have one strong race series here in WI but I believe woods racing would be better off if we were working together.  Brandon, I think you did the wrong thing by wearing that shirt the way you did.

On day two of the double header the weather had cleared and the course was drying fast.  We did nearly the same loop as day one so the variable was learning how the grip had changed.  I entered the woods in third position with Mat behind me, Eric and JD in front of me. JD faltered in a slick rock section then Eric stalled in a tight turn so I lead for a while until I stalled and Mat rode past me.  JD eventually hunted me down and put lots of time into me.  JD eventually caught Mat and they diced it out until the final few minutes with JD taking the win.

The grassy fields didn’t have the grip I expected them to have so I was timid on those for a few laps.  The woods had such good grip that my 450 was a handful.  The more tired I got the harder it was to meter the throttle and the easier it was for me to shoot off into the woods or take the crappy line.  I spent a full lap at 60% pace just trying to get some strength back in my hands and learn more about the grip level.  Then I had moments of brilliance in the woods but by that time there was no way I would catch the front guys.  I considered it a small feat just to finish without any huge tumbles with how poorly I was riding in the woods.

I suspect I’d do better on an RM-Z250 but I’ve really enjoyed riding a different, more powerful bike lately.  I just need to ride it a lot more to get stronger so I can keep up with the front guys for longer.

Dyracuse is next then the humdinger finale at the GNCC Ironman.  Those races should be good as long as I get some ride time in between now and then.

Wow, that was muddy!

So after 3 days of no rain here in the UP, the sky opened up today.  Go figure eh?  Of course this is the day we were racing.

I drove over to Crystal Falls from Marquette, only about 1.5 hour drive.  Of course it poured the whole time.  It was raining lightly at the start, there were huge puddles everywhere.  The valleys between the doubles and the whoops on the MX track were completely flooded.  The woods had water running down the hills.  The creeks we had to get through were flooding.

The MX track was deep deep wet sand.  Tough to ride.  The woods ended up very rutted.

Started raining really hard during the race and then of course stopped and cleared up at the finish.

I had to give up on my goggles about 1/2 of the way through the race.  I am still picking dirt out of my eyes.

I have no front brake left.  I borrowed some pads from JD Friebel, I hope they work.  If they do not, I do not think I can race tomorrow.  We will see when I put them pads in in the morning.

Oh well.  It was fun though.  I ended up 2nd in my class.  The line was big, maybe 17 or so on the line.  John Buechner won.  That has become a habit with us.  I could see him just in front of me at the finish.  That has also become a habit – finishing just together.

Beat up bike, that hates me after the race. "Feed me some new brake pads, Seymore!"

Dang, I look good.

Scott's gear is only a little bit bad. I took mine off and threw it straight into the trash!

Scott's bike also does not like him.

Hopefully tomorrows race will be less muddy.

Out,

Joe

Dude! Can you come and get me? I think I need stiches… Again!

Poor Chad! The title above is the last words that I heard from him today.  He was on the phone with one of his friends here in Marquette, Mi.

Chad Landowski went to high school with my oldest daughter Ali.  He now lives in Marquette, and goes to school there.  Marquette has fantastic mountain biking.  Chad is a mountain bike freak.  Chad works at Trek in the summer, helping Dwayne build trails on our property.  His heart belongs in Marquette and on a mountain bike.  Unfortunately, for Chad he rides with more gusto than he sometimes has skill.  He has no shortage of heart…that is for sure.

We have been riding all week here, and Chad joined us today for a ride.  He fell at least 3 times – hard, during a 3 hour ride.  The first was a stiff washout in a turn.  The 2nd time was by clipping a tree with his handlebar and ending up far down the side of the hill.  The 3rd time was the charm though.  He did, who knows what, and rag dolled down the hillside in the rockiest and toughest section on the whole ride today.  Bad luck.

Chad, after the 3rd accident. Getting ready to head to the clinic for some stiches.

Dean also crashed hard today. Yep, those are tire tracks.

Doug from Vio sport rocked the Session around the XC trails

Safety store - Marquette.

Room filled with fun.

Motly crew. Looking over towards Marquette Mountain, which we would love to be riding on.

We spent 3 great riding days at Marquette.  The trails there rock.  The local crew has done an amazing job with them.  Every time I come up here they get better.

To celebrate a great work week, we went out to dinner at what turned out to be the best restaurant in Marquette.  L’attitude is great food with a great atmosphere – right down by the lake.  Then, we went to the beach and built a fire and sat around telling stories.  There was lots of laughter, too much beer drank, a football tossed, people wrestling on the beach (yep, very high school I know), Riley telling masturbation stories (another story in itself).

What was really funny with it was the police showing up at about 10:30, with a complete camera crew in tow, and kicking us out.  I think they thought they were going to be busting up a bunch of underage drinkers, and that was maybe what the film crew was for?…I do not know.  That shuffled us over to Flanigans bar for some Karaoke.

Yep, I rocked the Journey.  Don’t stop believing baby!

The girls. Ready for a night out.

Great restaurant "L'Attitude" in Marquette. Worst chairs in the world though.

Now I am off to Crystal Falls for 2 days of HS racing!  Wish me luck!

Out,

Joe

Friday Video post – woohoo!

Here are a few.  I am still stuck on Whistler, but will get over it eventually.  Maybe.

I was there during this week.  That is how the riding was.  It was sick fun.  I wish I was going back with Liz next week, she is lucky as she is going to Whistler.  I am stuck at work.  Hmmm…..

This is another one of those silly urban downhills.  It is an older one, but it was won by Renee.  He’s cool.

I will have much more next week, as I am finally done with trip after trip to Luxembourg.  Should be able to settle into a better rhythm now and especially get back to racing my motorcycle.

Out,

Joe