I said to Gordon sometime time after the 60 mile mark that if marrying my wife was the smartest thing I did, doing this race was the dumbest. A couple of days later I haven't changed my mind. It was tough, really tough. Conditions were pretty bad at times. The rain didn't even bother me, it was the mud. Oh & the pedaling. A 100 miler was on my bucket list. With this 1 being so close & with a bunch of team mates & other fellow riders I know doing it, it was a no brainer. Got up there on Friday afternoon, got everything ready to go for the morning & headed out for dinner. Even had a beer. Got back to the hotel early enough to settle in for the night. The hotel seemed like a good idea instead of getting up crazy early to drive up but it didn't make a difference because I didn't sleep anyway. Stomach was in knots. Typical pre-race stomach for me which was a bit odd as I really wasn't even really nervous for this 1. Up in the morning & force down breakfast. Get to the venue a bit late & have to rush to the start line which is like 2 miles away.
The race. Plan was for the 4 MTBNJ guys to stick together along with the VTC guys. That went to shit as soon as the horn went off. The Chris's were gone, off the front & I lost Capers behind. I saw 3 of the VTC guys & decided I was going to stick with them. Good plan. We lose 2 of the VTC guys & then it's just me & Gordon. It will stay this way for the entire race. Gordon is an endurance guy & knows the course, huge bonus for me. This is where I could get into the details of the race but to be honest it wasn't a super eventful race for me. My Scalpel performed flawlessly, 1 miss shift the whole day. The highlights were Lippman. Some super fun flowy & rocky trails. Unfortunately the rain made it a bit slow going so the flow mostly went out the window. The other cool part was the ripping fireroad DH. It was raining, foggy, fast & it seemed to go forever. After that not much to mention, just lots of suffering. There were boring roads & awful apple orchards, & long draining rail trails. After the 80 mile mark things went downhill for me fast. I just tried to stay on Gordon's wheel. He did most of the work up front & kept me going. We finally get back to the singletrack & I get some energy, then the climbs & mud suck that out of me. Somehow we make it back to Williams Lake & it's over. I couldn't be happier; I finished which was my only goal.
After I heard a bunch of people taking about future 100Mile races & about how addictive they can be. I just don't have that feeling at least not now. It took such a toll on me mentally & physically that I don't know if I'd ever what to do another. But who knows, I said that about Bearscat last year & the yr before & I'm signed up again.
Congrats to everyone who finished or even those that attempted to race this. It was a bitch.