WEMS race at the Southern Unit of the Kettle Moraine was
Saturday.I typically do the long/solo
division, but decided to help out with registration and scoring during the day
and race the short/solo version. I had a great time hanging out with Jamison
and Jason all day, we took it super serious and had no fun at all (read that
sarcastically).I put nearly all the 6
hour folks into the computer, so if something went wrong with your time I apologize.If nothing went wrong then it was probably
due to beginners luck!
I saw some pretty impressive performances out there.I haven’t looked at the official results yet,
once I do I will add some comments and story to the report.
If you see yourself or a friend in a photo, feel free to
take copy or share it.
This Sundays Service was held at The
Church for the Community of United Treadheads. Presiding Pastor Baggio
directed the service while Archbishop Butch was out sacrificing his time and
energy into maintaining the service grounds. TJ and I were privileged to
be in attendance.
Here are a few more photos from our trip up north last
weekend for the Chequamegon 100(Race report HERE).We had a great weekend, Evan said a couple
times “daddy I wanna live here.”I don’t
think he realizes that summer begins in June and ends in July up there, but we
all enjoyed our time away.
The Chequamegon 100 – 100 mile single track mountain bike
race, in Northern Wisconsin in the Chequamegon National Forest.The course does not use the same trail twice,
it is one giant 100 mile loop starting in Cable going east to Lake Namekagon ,
then south to Hayward and back north to Cable.All the money from the registration goes back to the trails.
I showed up early to the pre-race meeting on Friday and went
for a ride.I had never ridden the area
before and wanted to see what it was like.I was running a 32:17 on the single speed, which is what I always run,
but I heard a few people were running much lower.After much thought I decided to switch to
32:18, and was very thankful that I did.
The trails on Friday were perfect, but rain was in the
forecast overnight and when I woke up in the morning I was pretty pumped to see
that it hadn’t rained.We were staying
about an hour away from the race, so Christina and I had to get up pretty early
to get the kids up and moving. About 15 minutes before the start it started
raining.The rain would continue until 6
hours into the race.
The start of the race is a roughly 3 mile gravel road to the
single track.This is great for guys on
single speeds (sarcasm… as in “real fucking great”).The trails were actually in really good shape
at this point, muddy but “rideable.” The grime was quickly eating away brake
pads and wearing out chains all over.
The forest roads that we used to connect sections of trail
were awful, like quicksand. The roads were so soft you could count the number
of riders ahead of you with the ruts they left behind. Getting back on the
single track was so nice.
Photo by Marty Larson
About 40 miles in, I made it to the HWY OO trail head where
I planned to meet up with Christina in case I needed anything. I quickly filled
my camel pack and grabbed an extra chain, some brake pads, and tools out of the
tool box. At this point the trails had standing water and I knew it was going
to be a “take care of the bike” kind of day. I wasn’t worried about the weight
from the tools and chain; I just wanted to make sure I could keep the bike
20 more miles of single track and we were in the Hayward
area, where the drop bags were placed. This seemed to be the deciding point for
most people. Many had already dropped and I saw others loading up bikes in cars
here. Which is a bummer because the trails only got better from here, I feel
like if you made it to the Hayward checkpoint @ 62 miles, you could have
finished.I distinctly remember the rain
stopping and the sun peeking out at 5 hours and 56 minutes on the timer, and
from that point the trails started to dry and get good.
I left the checkpoint with another rider and we rode the
forest roads together for a while.He
was about 20 yards ahead of me when he slammed on his brakes and hollered “I
just saw a bear cross the road!” “Do you think it’s safe to ride through?” I
said “well, you have gears so he will eat me first!” and we rode on.From this point I kinda don’t remember much
of the race, I was hurting and riding alone so I just rode.
About 5 miles from the finish line Rick Blackford and Mike
Curtes caught me.They were also on
single speeds, so we hop out of the woods for the last few miles of black top
back to town.We were spinning our
brains out doing 19 mph, I couldn’t stop thinking “man I wish I would have left
the 17 tooth on there!” We each took turns leading, but Rick wanted it the most
and inched away from Mike and I.
Single Speed Sprint by Chris Schotz
I ended up 14th overall in 9 hours and 52
minutes, with half the field dropping out.I went through three sets of brake pads, but the rest of the bike had no
issues. A tough race in an awesome area, I really hope to get picked again in
the lottery for next year.
When I went up to Almanzo last week, Kurt showed me his camera mount. It makes it so I can take my regular camera and mount it to the handle bar. Its pretty sweet, works as advertised, and wasn't very expensive. It leaves the camera pretty exposed to damage in the event of a crash though.