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Registration
began around 9:00am while the bulk of 200+ participants rolled in
between 8:30 and 10:00am in a solid stream of rigs that seemed to
appear from around the bend from nowhere. The ride did start a little
late in the morning in my view, “11:00am” leaving the
participants all geared up, and baking on the tarmac at 10:30am before
the kick off at 11:00am
The
fast riders lined up for the first of three staged starts about
fifteen minutes apart, designed to keep traffic jams at a minimum
on the trail. I hung back in the second start to get set up for
some great camera shots of all kinds of action I would run into
during the day.
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Fifteen
minutes after the first wave of riders left, I could tell some shenanigans
were going on already between the Honda guys and the Cannondale guys.
It seems the Honda guys got the holeshot of the ride, and got far
enough out of view to stop and switch a trail sign that the Cannondale
riders followed to a quick end of their ride, ending up right back
at the starting line. Putting them out of contention of ever seeing
the Honda guys for the rest of the day.
At
this point, the second round of riders was dispatched to the system
with myself included. The ride began with a nice two mile easy stretch
to warm yourself up and make sure everything was running right on
your machine. Then the trail ever evolved
into an ever-increasing amount of difficulty and diversity. By this
time, riders had spread out into a nice streaming line of dust-covered
fun.
The
ride snaked itself at times up switch backed mountain trails providing
new challenges at every turn from rock climbing tight turns with
incredible vistas to behold. Once past the first 30% of the trail
I was thinking, “It doesn’t get much better than this”.
Well, it did get better, then better yet through the entire ride.
The first 30% of the ride snaked up the side of a mountain to arrive
at a high plain that provided about six miles of open rolling hills
ridding where you could see a mile ahead of you and open your machine
up to flat
out top speed with impunity and very safely.
Winding
down after the rolling hills speed run, brought you to the 60% mark
of the ride down into a valley and into a checkpoint
and food stop. A burger later and I was back on the trail and
heading back down the mountain through many tight turns switchbacks
and trails that were cut into the woods generations ago, and fine
tuned over years to provide the best trail lines and experience
possible through the forest.
One
of the best ways to make a great experience out of the very dusty
conditions was to hold back from the rider ahead of you about 500
yards, and follow the end of his dust trail providing an excellent
field of vision for the trail and the scenery.
After
a good run, I decided to take a break, pulled over in the shady
woods in the company of a handful of resting
Pa riders, and get a good drink to wash the dust out of my dehydrated
body. Discussing the great experience of the day with the group
I was informed by some veterans that the best was yet to come. After
a good replenishment of fluids I got back on my way, the trail was
through the woods and was carved through the forest like an Indy
track with fine swooping trails that held a nice third gear
pace. Arriving at the bottom of that mountain was a short respite
of level riding that lead to the steepest section of the ride yet.
At this point, the ride was at the 75% mark, and the last leg was
the most challenging by design, and rightly so as the previous miles
of riding had limbered me up for the day’s best challenge,
while being lapped
by my managing editor Extreme who was dogging the trail for a second
time.
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The
last leg lead right up a steepest mountain of the day, switchback
after switchback, steeper and steeper the assent went, providing
one hell of an adventure to finish the day. Once to the top, it
was the same for the ride down, requiring heavy use of all braking
systems and thought processes to execute the best line down the
mountain, woo, what a ride!
The
event culminated at a retention
basin just a mile from the end of the ride where weary riders
who had made the trek successfully were then, presented with the
opportunity to partake in crossing the basin if they so dared. There
was one rider who held no quarter to the basin or his machine and
repeatedly, amazingly crossed it without fear or trepidation. It
was just amazing to see this guy go, once in so deep that his machine
started to float, losing all traction, he had to dismount and glidingly
walk his “running” machine to shallow water and nemo
his way out of the basin fifteen minutes later. No sooner out of
the basin, he did a lap around it then charged right back in again.
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Upon
exiting the basin area, I arrived back at the starting area where
everyone was going over the days stories and de-mudding/dusting
their machines and themselves, all in all I would have to say the
Six Mile ride is a 10 out of 10 for a days adventure, outstanding
in it’s course layout and design, and saving the “drowning
of the machines” area till the end of the ride. Providing
a short tow to the unfortunate few.
Rating
the Grub:
The food sold at the event could use allot of work, and by no means
compared to the quality of the ride. The drinks and the prices were
reasonable but the burgers tasted, well, lame. Moreover, the dogs
were soggy, but besides that improvement, it was one of the best
rides of the 2002 season.
Talk
about this years, and last years ride in the forum
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