Got some cool new goodies installed on the Project RZR this month. Installation was fairly simple, and the custom-look is awesome.
No, I'm not Ricky Bobby and I'm not asking what to do with my hands during an interview. I'm asking what the heck I do with my time.
When I started tavelling with the racers back east I was blown away how much they rode and trained. Even the B and C class amatuers. It really is all they do. Go ride their quad and go on a bicycle ride or run stairs. Its no wonder they are faster than the West Coast racers. I don't know any of the west coast racers who train this hard.
At first it was weird for me, but now that I'm hurt and can't train or ride I don't know what to do with myself. I just keep thinking I shouldn't be on the computer.... I should be out riding right now. I should be running stairs. I should be changing the oil in my quad so I can go ride again tomorrow. Now that I've gotten into such a rigorous training routine, I feel lazy when I'm not.
So what the heck do I do?
When people think about the factory Pros that race in the ATV AMA MX series, sure we all know that they have it good not having to work on their quads at the track and they are getting a salary no matter how they finish. But most of us know too thatt they work really hard to earn that and maintain that.
Someone let me know what they thought, because maybe my view was scued, but I figured that in between races they were all business. Riding and training every single day. Never eating any unhealthy food. Always keeping all their practice equipment in tip top shape.
After staying with a few of the top pro and pro-am riders in the business, I can tell you that that's not all true. Yes, they do find time to ride almost every day, and yes they do normally do some kind of physical workout every day, but they dont mind at all to take a break for a few days and put it all behind them. Just a few days ago the group of pros and pro-ams I'm staying with took one of their trailers to a campground and spent two days at the largest waterpark in America. None of them afraid to buy a powdered sugar covered funnel cake or drink a few beers.
Its great staying with these groups because I can get faster riding with them, but its great to take a break every once and a while so I don't get wore out. So all of you amatuers out there, don't burn yourself out riding and training every day. Go get some fast food and head to a waterpark!
After watching the GNCC this weekend in Somorset, PA, I began to wonder if it was possible for a racer to become too popular. Bill Ballance has won 8 consecutive GNCC racing Pro class titles so it's no surprise that he is popular on the GNCC circuit and all around the ATV racing community.
Bill Ballance has done so much for Yamaha over the years that he has his own Bill Ballance Edition YFZ450 equipped with #1 graphics and all. The bad part about this: That anyone can go out and buy a quad that looks almost exactly like Balllance's real one, especially when they are both half covered with mud. Its lucky that the GNCC uses transponder scoring because score keepers would be cursing Ballance for being too popular because his quad just came through the finish 5 times. One kid this weekend was actually even wearing a jersey that said Ballance and number 1 on his back to go along with the quad.
So, for scoring sake, is it possible to be too popular?
I officially feel like a bum right now. For the past few weeks I have been staying at the house of a fellow racer that is doing all of the nationals. They have been nice enough to let me stay in a bed, take showers, eat meals with them, and even do my laundry. They have a really nice practice track that I've been using to train on. I feel like a shopping cart with all my belongings should be parked out back instead of my race trailer and pickup.
I guess I just need to get used to having to accept the hospitality of others in order to make my racing possible. Like the nice people at Wal-mart. If you stop at the closest wal-mart to the race track on Wednesday evening, it is almost guaranteed that the lot will be full of race trailers and maybe even a few of the factory semis. I wonder what people think when they pull in to do a little shopping and there are a couple full on race semis sitting in the parking lot. They sure as heck find it interesting because they all feel the need to drive circles around it and look. Maybe all the money to put the big sponsor logos on it is actually worth it.
Hopefully I get used to being a bum soon.... Maybe I should start wearing more of my clothes at once?
This is true for just about anything. If you build it, the people will come. Even if whatever it is is really bad, people will have to come atleast once to check it out. But this saying is fitting for a couple things related to racing. Even with diesel prices in the area at $4.69 per gallon, racers and spectators are still showing up at the AMA ATVA MX Nationals.
The owners at the Muddy Creek mx track in TN this weekend are using up plenty of diesel to keep their track in pristine condition for the racers. I haven't been to many of these nationals but I would imagine this is one of the best maintained of the series. While one moto finishes and before the next moto reaches that section of track a worker work jump on a tractor and fix up one of the sections. Big thumbs up to them from me and the other racers for that. Especially when I'm the very last moto of the day!
So, if you build it they will come is true for the race track this weekend, but its also true for this home made slip n slide that someone put together for the kid racers. Not long after they put together all the tarps from the surrounding trailers and pulled out their water barrels, all the kids from the track were standing in line in their bathing suits.
It wasn't quite as extreme as the one that Travis Pastrana put together at this house with doubles and all, but I think the kids here were glad for the relief from the heat and the stress put on them by their parents.
The kid racers hang out after a full day of racing in the heat by sliding down a few tarps
A few things are important when you head to the race track for the weekend and don't have any kind of kitchen easily accesible. But we figured no problem. I had a few of those small propane tanks, a small portabable grill, and a camping box full of different random forks, knives, pots and pans.
Our first mistake: Technicaly, I should say my dad's first mistake. I guess we'll blame this one on old age. It was an exteremly late 8:30 pm and he was starting to get cranky about wanting to get to bed. In his crankyness he didn't take a second to stop and think that we had no idea what we actually had when we left to get groceries for the weekend. The result of this mistake: Spending almost an hour wandering around the store not knowing what we need or what to get to eat. In return he would have gotten to bed way earlier if we had just checked our supplies. But I'm only 18. It couldn't have been a good idea when I suggested that we check our box... The only positive result from this trip was finding out that by applying for their free grocery card we could get a 3 cent per gallon discount on fuel!
Our second mistake is also related to not checking our supplies. We had bought some chicken breasts that we figured we would grill on a small portable propane powered grill that we had in the trailer. It took us a while to decide on something, partly because we had no idea what we were looking at. Luckily I thought to buy a generic chicken seasoning for it. Anyways, when we were ready to cook it I found the grill full of all kinds of black stuff. I'm guessing grease and the remnants of everything else thats been cooked on it. I spent a while cleaning it out, but I shouldn't have wasted my breath. 20 minutes and a few different screwdrivers later it still wasn't shooting out any flames. It didn't help though that we only had two propane tanks that were both less than 1/4 full. Result: The grill went in the dumpster.
Luckily our neighbor at the track had a brand new grill not even out of the box yet. We got out a few more screwdrivers and built his new grill for him. How nice of us...
Surprisingly, the chicken ended up being pretty good. We had no idea what we were doing, but the planets must have been aligned or something...
I seem to be running upon lots of animals while I'm on my runs, bike rides, and visiting race tracks all over the countryside around Murphysboro in Southern Illinois and everywhere else, so I figured I would start a report on the animals. If I keep seeing them as often as I am now, there will eventually be a second edition and maybe even a third....
While on my very first run in Murphysboro was probably the most active "animal time." Not far I came upon what I at first thought was a few small cats or kittens. When I got closer though, I eventually figured out they were baby raccoons. It was pretty cool to see them, but it worried me enough that I might also see their mom that I moved my run to the other side of the road. When I was on my way back, once again on the opposite side of the road, they were still crusing around on the side of the road nearly oblivious to my existance. This one wasn't very exciting, but kind of funny on my half. Sometimes dog bolted from their yard a headed me off as they went past their driveway. I thought I was gonnna have to explain why I wasn't at the next few races, but instead I got a running partner for a ways. He ran along with me, but the motorists didn't seem to like him ( or her, I'm not sure) He would run down the middle of the road and didn't want to move for them. When they gave me a nasty look I just gave them an " I dont know shrug" and chuckled while I kept running. Next was the scariest. I thought there was just a twig on the ground but when I was nearly on top of it I noticed it was a SNAKE. I used capitals because that was my reaction. About the time I was already on the other side of the road, once again, I noticed that it was pretty flat. I wasted all that energy jumping to the side of the road for nothing. I didn't think my heart rate could have gotten much higher, but I'm sure it did!
I will bring this one up shortly since I'ce already mentioned it in a previous blog. Its the turtle.
Still no idea what kind of turtle it is. Anyone know?
In almost any sport or competitive activity there is some kind of " East Vs. West" rivalry to prove whos town is better than the other. Sometimes just between cities a few miles away, but its the same concept. In ATV racing there isn't neccessarily a rivalry between the east coast racers and the west coast racers, but not many of them will hesitate to tell you the competition is tougher on their side of the country.
Living and racing on the west coast all of my life, and after finally attending my first ATV MX National in New York last weekend( My teammate Jeremy Lawson got second overall in the Pro class. Just had to drop that in there) I have to admit that the competition is much tougher on the east coast. I haven't seen the exact number of riders from last weekend but even with numbers slightly down I believe, most classes still had multiple heats to be able to qualify into the final moto with 20 riders on Sunday.
With more riders and fiercer competition, the racers are also forced to use a little more bumping and shoving to get the job done.
Only 4 laps per moto( sometimes 3 because of weather or time restraints) and 15 to 20 riders competing for 8 spots in the final will do that. I got used to the bumping eventually after I had to take a spill from an un-called for shove into a hay bale (and I have the road rash to show for it.) Apparently they dont like when you push back though. I did a little bit of my own shoving in the second moto and they didn't like it quite as much.
When it comes down to it, the east coast has more racers, faster racers, and better competition.
" What happens if we dont have enough?" That was the question we just found ourselves asking the attendant at a toll booth in northern New York.
When we went through the first booth we were utterly confused. We pulled up to the attendant in the little box in our semi, leaned most of our body out the window to reach them, they handed a small ticket sort of thing to us, and said have a good day. We took that as our clue to take off. That was it, no directions for what to do with it or anything. We were left to ponder the next few miles what the hell we were supposed to do with that ticket. All we new is that it said something about being in trouble with the law if you lost the ticket. When we finally exited the interstate we went through another toll booth and luckily we saw the person in front of use hand them their ticket so we knew what to do with it. This time they asked us for about $9. We had enough cash to handle that.
The next morning though we went a lot farther down the interstate. When we finally got back off almost 5 hours later we thought we had heard the person wrong. They were asking us for $40! They wouldn't even take a credit card from us. We dug around in our pockets for a while, and only came up with $26. They ended up taking our money and our license plate number, and sending us off with another ticket saying how much we owed. Luckily they gave us directions this time.
You would think chargin people that much the roads in NY would be amazing. But nope. They've been just as crappy as IL, OH, PA, MI and all the other states weve been through.
Lesson: Never travel in NY without a buttload of cash!