Yesterday's lack of blog HCF explosion helped prove the blog's extreme value as the participating members were uncoordinated, untimely, and in a general state of disarray. I was trying to launch a mutiny and roll up on my CX bike, XTeric was running late, then word on the street came in (albeit not through the blog) that the one and only Taco Spawn and the other one and only Unknown Local, were planning to ride. Alas my plan to mutiny and extra ride/cross ride up was derailed when B showed up at my house with his vehicle ready to drive me up the hill "for a change." I had the opportunity to experience the wobbling wheel or something which had kept both B and Bambi in the garage working on the "stupid car" for two nights, to no avail.
And upon our late-ish arrival at the Knott Lot we demonstrated to a ready to ride Taco Spawn just how unorganized we can be - on occasion - as we looked for lights, fumbled with low tires, and broken helmets. To our great pleasure the young spawn didn't bring a light, so he too seemed unprepared (although B didn't tell him we ride well into the night), and when we finally rolled out, for the first time ever, we rolled through the Knott RV camp and over to Spawns house to dig out a light for him and a helmet for UL. Alas we were off to ride and I durfed my route planning, ultimately for the better, because instead of riding up the Power Line we were able to ride down it and sweep XTeric on the qualifier. We headed back up the qualifier, all the while informing the spawn of all the growing pains he missed in his years absent from FT3. We dropped the chopping block, rode back up to Park Creek and down it to BarnesBack. After dropping that we rode back to the Knott around the lake counter clockwise. We arrived at the Knott Lot at 9:45 fearing for our tacos. Turns our Taco Spawn is a great equalizer. We were welcomed warmly into an empty Knott and served up tacos with fresh lettuce. Spawn received his tacos first. He threatened to go for the record, but I asked if his mom would let him, she didn't say no; but rather said "would your mom let you?" We all laughed, but XTeric laughed the hardest.
Turn out Taco Spawn is a hardcore MTB and cross racer, holding two crosser's, one SS and one geared, without cages. He will make a splash on the Sacramento Cross scene this year no doubt, in the 35+ A category, given his racing experience and results in the Utah area. Needless to say I am glad to have him back because there will be more than one FT3'er going to cross races this year. I am not happy that he will likely steal a position in front of me at every race.
And, when B and I crafted the crazy HTFU Callout for a time-crunched dawn patrol KWalifier this Saturday morning, he was all over it. This is how it is anticipated to go down:
Depart Pville for Strawberry Friday Eve around 8pm, maybe earlier
Camp at Strawberry KWalifier Start Finish Area
Sleep very few hours
Awake at 4:00am, have coffee and pre packaged food
Depart for KWood at 4:30am
Enjoy Sunrise on a mountain ridge
Have an early lunch at the K Wood Inn, which opens at 7:00am
Return to Strawberry by 1:00pm
Indeed we are planning to set a record time out there, so keep that in mind when signing on for this one.
The count holds at three presently: B, Spawn and I