The Row 47 Report for the Muddobbers Enduro
Well it’s been over a year since I’ve given a Row 47 Report! One year and two weeks to be exact. Last few times this race was the final in the series thus it was on Saturday instead of the traditional Sunday as race day. Everyone was dreading the race on the drive up Saturday afternoon. The forecast called for a 70% chance of rain on Sunday and a 40% on Saturday evening. We got off the Interstate and headed up the back roads towards Matthews, Indiana and suddenly it started raining. The rain continued as we made our way to a parking space and got out to setup some stakes and course marking tape to claim a spot. I pulled out my Klim Traverse jacket and was able to stay dry through the whole ordeal but it was not the best way to start the whole adventure.
The crew headed towards Muncie after registration to get something to eat and rest up for the next day. The wind was howling but the rain subsided about the time we got to Muncie. All four of us went to Chili’s for dinner and had a good meal before settling in for the night.
I got up at 5:30am the next morning (as usual) and walked down to get some things out of the truck. The wind was blowing hard once again but the parking lot was mostly dry. Blown dry! We pulled out around 7:30am and headed towards Matthews. Marty, Trey, Jared, Earl, and David were all parked in out reserved area and we pulled in and set up camp for the day.
We did the whole sound check thing and geared Philip’s YZ250f up just a bit. He insisted it would help him in the fields. Philip noted at one point that the sky was clearing and sure enough it was. Luck seemed to be with us in terms of the weather. Everyone filed out as their row time approached and soon enough Row 47 was on the line.
Row 47 - Muddobbers Enduro
We all took off right on time and I immediately let Bo and Philip around so they could set the pace. Philip finished just ahead of Bo on that test. Only several seconds separated them. Bo stepped it up the next test and finished almost 2 minutes ahead of Philip. In both instances, I was 1-2 minutes behind them and Jesse did show up before our row number came up.
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The 4th test was going well until about the 1 mile mark. At that point, there was a big mudhole and racers were stuck all over the place. Bo dropped into a bad rut but Philip took another line that a course worker was pointing out. He got out without too much effort but Bo had a tough time getting out. I took Philip’s line and soon afterwards I caught both them as they were worn out. I rode a steady pace and neither one of them caught me in that test. We headed back to the truck for fuel and lunch.
Lunch was good. I needed lunch. But, in my case lunch was too long. Bo left before me and he got there after me. That should have been my queue. But instead, I arrived at the checkpoint almost 7 minutes late. That hosed my time on the 5th test. About 1.5 miles from the end of that test, Earl caught and passed me. I was just starting to get some leg cramps and keeping him in sight just wasn’t an option. When I turned onto the road at the end of the test, he was about 100 yards ahead of me. We headed down the road and made our way back to the truck. I just didn’t have it in me to do the 6th test. From what Marty said, I didn’t miss a whole lot.
About 6 miles of pavement later we arrived back at staging. Bo already had his bike loaded up and Philip had our truck and trailer loaded the best he could without me being there. We chatted a bit and rounded up all our gear and threw it in the trailer. On the road again! We headed in a southerly direction back towards Kentucky and stopped before we got to Indy to grab a bite to eat.
None of our bikes broke down and none of us got hurt. That’s a good day! None of us did that well either, but hey, I had a great time and doing an enduro is always like an adventure. You never know what’s lurking around the next bend!
See you on the trail!