This weekend, all the MTB heavy hitters made their way to Sol Vista, Colorado for National Championships. No desrespect to all the guys and gals who toe the line in the pro field, but I’m gonna give you the low down on what went down in the one category that really matters…singlespeed. I personally didn’t race, I suck at altitude, hated the course last year, and feel the cost of entry is too high. Instead, I chose to cheer/support/heckle my friends who did choose to sign up. First things first, Ned Overend decided to come out and race the singlespeed class. Yeah were talking about THE LEGEND, everyone else is just gonna be racing for second, because even though he’s over 50, he can still destroy anyone on a bike. Anyway, the announcers do a call-up for Ned, then give Dejay “The Living Legend” Birtch a call up as well. It was quite the sight on the line, and my apologies for the photo sucking, but there you have it Dejay and Ned one the start line.
As expected, Ned took the win, making everyone else look foolish out there.
Once all the racing of the day was done, and the trip back to the sleep quarters were made, I got my gear on and headed out for a ride. I had heard that just across the road, and a few miles up the gravel road was a trailhead. I was told by some folks that, the trails were great and that there would be no disappointment if I made my way over there. Turns out they were right, I got to spend a tad over two hours riding some fine Colorado singletrack, I didnt have to worry about going too hard and destroying my lungs. I didnt have to worry about focusing on my line through a shitload of dust, and being unable to enjoy the scenery. I didnt have to deal with the all the annoying sounds that come from racing on a XC loop. Basically the decision to not race Nationals, and instead just getting to ride some fine trails was a great choice. And to top it all off I got a six pack in the fridge of Wynkoop Brewing Company’s Rail Yard Ale, life don’t get much better than this.
Stopped here and enjoyed the view.
Can you really go wrong with trails that are named “Zoom”, “Chainsaw”, “Flume”, and “Creekside”?
Bumped into this kid who was probably ten years old and rocking the unicycle, he’s a fucking badass.by