Waiting on some parts and starting to make some headway on my frame decals. In the meantime, a little more mtb history....
In August of 1992, we had a race at a local ski resort, Buck Hill. This course was always a grinder, cranking up to the top of the ridge and then slicing and dicing our way through the skinny singletrack in the woods back to the base.
On this day, it was 95 degrees, with with about 90% humidity. I was racing Sport class, along with my two young proteges' . Along the second lap, I came upon a couple of guys that were laying on the forest floor next to the trail. Obviously in need of care, suffering from heat exhaustion.
I stopped briefly, long enough to know that I did not have the medical supplies they needed, then continued down the trail to a break where there was a course marshal. I hailed him and told him to get the medical guys up there pronto!
As it turned out, there were 5 trips to the ER made that morning with riders suffering from heat exhaustion / stroke. In the middle of the race, they stopped it from continuing. I was ahead of that point in the race, and finished the race in it's entirety. One of only about a third of the field of 75 riders to do so.
The Expert / Pro race that followed ours was shortened before the start, to prevent any further danger. The highlight of day was meeting Gary Fisher, the Gary Fisher, for the first time. He was there racing the Pro race, and showing off some of his new bike designs.
Here we are, Gary with his new Montare raised chain stay model, me with my CR 7 (note the black paint is already mostly gone from the main frame), Dusty on his Procaliber, and Erik with his HK II. Dusty went on to win the overall title for the Novice class that year at age 19, and Erik finished the year strong and is now in his 25th year of racing at age 44. We still hit the trail together a couple of times a year.
