Whiskey Off Road 2013: A Late As Fuck Recap.

“Too much of anything is bad, but too much good whiskey is barely enough.” Mark Twain said that. He’s a smart man that Mark Twain. He said a lot of brilliant things in his life, but that quote perhaps his most sensible.

Someone also said something like, “Never do today what you can put off till tomorrow.” Well, tomorrow is today, and it’s time to recap the Whiskey Offroad from two weekends ago, sorry for the delay.

The Whiskey Off Road is, as Twain said, good whiskey. After 10 years of evolution, this year’s rendition was bigger, better, and sexier than all years prior. Mountain bike freaks and geeks flooded the poor town of Prescott en masse for the three day party, bringing with them a thirst for pain, dirty women, and hungry livers. It all started off with a boom at Friday evening’s fat tire crit and there are only a few words that can describe the scene; butts, splits, gorilla. Skinny tires on big bikes, regular tires on big bikes, all rolling up steep hills at speeds I couldn’t seem to wrap my head around. The only thing I could wrap anything around was, ehh, I’ll just stop there. Anyways, we threw down.

Kapooyah!

Kapooyah!

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Air Dirty?

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Gorilla beers and sexy sneers, all night in Prescott. Source: AZ Athletes in Motion

Nobody was hesitant to let the great hydration (aka get really drunk) begin as the saloons on Whiskey Row packed with bike dorks, cowboys, and sexually confused Harley machos alike, pouring adult beverages down the hatch in attempt to numb the impending pain of Saturday morning. It was a late night and only about two hours of shut eye, but the suffocating stench of a man combined the welcoming temperatures dawn made it quite easy to start the day.

I won’t bore you with the details of my 50 mile trudge, but I will note that the race was and always has been a breath of fresh air in the mountain bike scene. Aside from the always entertaining and painful Prescott singletrack, there was a strong sense of community within the not-so-competitive-just-trying-to-finish crowd. For every plastic bike stravalicious meathead chirping, “C’mon, this is a race, you should be able to ride that!” each time someone dabbled, there were five people that reply, “Hey fuck you, relax.” That made me happy. Progress, fuck yea. Throw a penny in the jar of the chill.

I more or less threw in the towel at mile 45 to drink beers, feed beers and heckle riders in the woodsy tech section. While many of us amateurs struggled through this section, guys like Geoff Kabush made it look like it was nothing. And I think the key takeaway here is speed; go in with speed, go through with speed, go out with speed. Just pedal through and don’t hit the brakes, and don’t be a pussy. Here’s Mr. Kabush putting on a clinic in the woods.911815_10102106127974537_494229786_n

Here’s female winner Lesley Paterson en route to victory. Not a bad view I must say so myself..  912172_10102105769802317_388387321_n

And as always, there was a crazy ass primate in the woods getting his whisky on. Yes not whiskey, Fireball is Canadian eh? YouTube Preview Image

The 2013 Whiskey Off Road was the opposite of lame, and is why I continue to schedule my trips around Epic Rides’ events. Here are some of my key takeaways from the weekend:

  1. Big Tex made us all cry tears of joy, and Fireball. He is the real deal folks.912121_10102103081908877_1012021058_n
  2. MDrive wins vendor of the year and only the coolest races in the country put penis pills in racer packs. 907893_10102103867105337_1685021469_n
  3. Hop Devil and brats is the breakfast of champions. 907868_10102106128892697_1313943087_n

One thing that was felt for certain was the huge turnout, amateurs, pros, vendors, bands, the local community, everyone, and all I could think of was the collective “FUCK YOU!” that the weekend sent to USAC. Good job everyone. Now it’s time to get the the fire stoked for Grand Junction. See you there.

 

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Twisted mind with simple pleasures. A bike ride and a beer will suffice.

3 thoughts on “Whiskey Off Road 2013: A Late As Fuck Recap.

  1. Thanks for the Pre-ride donut, and the whiskey on the course!

  2. Thanks for the Whiskey write up… It is hands down, my favorite race of the year. Love everything about it.

    Complete change of subject.

    Watching the Italian feed of the Giro this morning, and during the post race interview, an Italian journalist was speaking to the German winner in English. She asked what happened in the last kilometer (which was exciting as hell), and the guy basically responded, we came in at “hot fuck speed.”

    100% pure awesome.

    Am I the only one that misses Big Jonny’s posts? During big race season, I used to watch the races in the morning, and pull up DC in the afternoon to catch Jonny’s take. Always entertaining. Always spot on.

    It’s not that I don’t like the new flavors that have been on populating the site, it’s just that I miss the old ones…

  3. We all kinda miss that big dummy around these parts. The rest of us are trying the best we can to share our stories but unfortunately this dirty old mountain biker can’t put words together about the grand tours like good old Big Kitchen can.
    hang in t here. I’ll see what i can do.