Mudgasm at the Bikes for Bovines

Well my last mtb race in New England for the year is in the books. This year it ended on a high note, I was able to pull out another W. This was my last East coast race last year and it ended poorly so I had something to prove to myself and for Blake since he was at the race last year and failed just as bad as I did. Last year the two of us had more wardrobe and mechanical malfunctions than both Lindsey Lohan and Brittany Spears combined after a big night out when geting out of a Limo. This race is a different one it isn’t your normal new England race by any means. This course seems more suited in the Mountain states series. The course is two 13 mile laps with over 2,000ft of climbing per lap. What? I know thats what I said. Atleast you get some sweet singletrack descending after all that climbing unlike some races with that much climbing when they send you down fire roads as a reward.

The race site itself is pretty different too. The name of the race may give it away “Bike for Bovines”. I bet you can’t guess where the rae was. That’s right a farm with sheep, cows, bees, and tomatoes. The farm is also one of the largest maple syrup sugarers in New England. Maple syrup is usually produced in a “Sugar Shack” but this place has a “Sugar house”
example: sugar shack (my brothers)

Sugar House

The night before the race i attended my cousins wedding and I got my Dance on and I think while I was out on the dance floor popping and locking I think may have acidently performed a rain dance because when I awoke on race day it was raining cats and dawgs out there. I was Stoked I prob only have two races in the mud this year and thats just plain wrong.

At these local races I normally like to start out easy with the rest of the guys and ease into the race but considering that fact that I really wanted to win this one and by a large marging I went as soon as the climb started and never looked back. I had some close calls out there but made it unscathed. I chose to ride the 29er again, I think I might be one of them converts. If only we had a duallie 29er I would be as snug as a bug. Anywho the 29er rocked the rocky rooty descents and barrelled perfectly through the mud. I had a good time riding in some proper mud and slick roots.

Photo #4

See you guys at Windham.