Raceday:

Track was in very good shape Sunday morining. You know, Kenworthyish on Pro Natioanl Sunday as the Sun rises in the clear blue sky, with a little dew on the grass and fog in the background. Man, I was looking forward to it! I couldn't walk around for awhile until things settled because of getting so excited!

Being a Buckeye Series Race, some peeps spent the night and some were rolling in that morning as we did. 291 riders last I heard. Pro classes were good. At least 1st moto as the length of the day wore on some......

125B had the biggest class. 33 in all. They were up first and some peeps were hauling. #33 took both motos. The second much easier than the first. 40+ up second had the likes of Morgan & Weaver in that order. Weaver gave Morgan a bit more to think about moto 2, but Weaver slipped up. 125A had peeps such as '02 CR125 mounted Gibson, Kilbarger, Skaggs, new to the crew Chad Zasier....., Napier (A or B, can't remember). I believe Levi took honors. 250A added C. Whitcraft, Lil' Weaver, and Gibby on a more modern '07 Kawi. Gibby was the man in this class. Really showed why he took 3rd in Canada, missing 2nd overall by 1 measley point! Whitcraft, Kilbarger, and ? got tangled up in moto 1 leaving Whitcraft to ride out the rest of the race in his CRF450 Chopper. Skaggs went down while on the gas in the first set hurting his knee. Limping noticably at days end, but mustered up enough to finish the day.

Morgan took 30+A as well, but Gibby, being the elder Vet he is, joined the 25+A classes and took that top spot for the day. Was an apearence of Mr. Mike Blair on the grounds. In street clothes though with his boy I believe. Just taking it in. A gentlemen, running the # 7N on a Kawie, took what looked like a bad fall in COCR's version of Gravity Cavity missing the second set. Hope ol' boy is OK. JBrown118 on his perty '08 KX450f took honors in both 25+ and 30+ V classes. Yours truely had a frustrating day on the track, but will be back. Old competitor of mine Leezer was there mixing it up well on his RM two-fitty. Went 2-3 I think in 25+B.

Many little tikes on their moto-steeds were on the gas as well. One in the 50's took the top spot in moto one on a rear flat. How did we know it was flat? Well, the tire tube on the outside of the rim kind of gave it away. Was going to take more to slow lil' bro than a tubeless flat tire.....

 

Scoob's Day:

 

Well, I tell you what, I was definately looking forward to this. I used to love the days back in 2002 of making long days and/or weekends out of MX. Although I do not think I'll get back into the game like that anytime in the near, I do look forward to 1 to 2 races a month in D-11 and maybe D-12 here and there. My MX spirit is renewed!

Although, my excitement and enthusiasm were not to be met with good results for the day.

First moto (30+B), I didn't get the rear tire out of the gate before...silence! Killed it, dammit!! Well, after going through the scientific algebraic equation/procedure to restart a thumper of today (unlike my 2 smoker:pull in clutch, kick, go!), I was dead last about a 1/5 to 1/4 lap back. Well, maybe not that far back, but it sucked! Get my point!! I rode, OK, passed a few, but pumped up from trying so hard and riding tight. Wifey said I finished 8th out of 14 I think it was......

First moto (25+B) just rode, stalled it (oh, did that too in first 30+B moto after the gate incindent). Rolled in around 8th out of 11 there. More of the same in second 30+ B moto, laying it down in the ruts, not getting my $@&% on the tank, blah, blah. Last 25+B moto, with wife in my head with instructions, I finally relaxed a little, got my junk on the tank, and was riding fairly decent. Ha! FAIRly decent. 

All this to end with about ripping my funky hand's thump off after crossing the finish line. It was about 6:30 and sun was in direct obstruction of some obsticles, including the start of which I didn't get a good one although better than 1st 30+B moto. I hit the rut, a little high, jumped onto the side wall, as the bike slid down the wall and hit the track, which was a nice traction grabbing substance earlier in the day, my front wheel continued to slide and washed out. As I lay there face in the dirt (or hard packed, dry, brittle dirt pavement due to hours of abuse via sun, wind, traffic, etc.) I realize a fair amount of pain in my left thumb. I then realize the bike's handlebar just did it's best to rip in off. In pain I pick up my bike, fumble around to start it, with thoughts of quitting, I move forward, clutching my hand to chest. Wimp!....

In folks behind me and the aggrevation of not being able to finish a good moto and attempt to pass the two racers in front of me at the time of my get off, I decide to travel on as best I can. My goals of riding a good complete race for the day and keeping Gibby from near lapping me (he did have a head start though, double drop gate, A first ) were trashed. Gibby pasted me halfway through lap 3 (God love him) and I rolled her in keeping distance from dude behind me.

All in all, my day was nothing I desired for the most part, but old football days tell me "No Pain, No Gain". I guess all wasn't lost. No flights, rides, or drives to the ER. Yay! Good for Scoob!!