October 21 was the 33rd anniversary of The Day That Changed My Life, the first "Repack" downhill race. As is our custom, Joe Breeze and I trekked to the top for the observance, which didn't command the crowds that showed up for the 20th and 30th.
Six of us showed up to "toast" the occasion, Joe Breeze, FairfaxPat, Sideshow Bob, Brian from the LBS, Mighty Clang and myself. Of that group, I am the only one who made the seminal race, and Sideshow Bob was on only his second MTB ride.
Pat, Brian and Chris came up the macadam road, but Joe, Bob and I pushed and rode up the course, which had suffered from recent heavy rains. No matter which way you go, it's most of an hour of hard work to the 1500 feet of climbing. No old skool gear, everyone on modern bikes. Brian brought a downhiller, but everyone else was on XC equipment.
We spent about half an hour reminiscing and toasting, then shot a few photos and took a rip down the trail. Sideshow Bob is still learning about how clipless works, but he was ready to do downhill, and by following Joe
he was able to make a fast ride without hitting any of the pitfalls that await first timers trying to set the course record.
Here are a few shots from the occasion.
FairfaxPat plays a fl;ute in celebration of the occasion.
Nice day for something
Joe, Clang, FairfaxPat and RepackRider
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