So as we approach what is always one of the best races of the year I always think of this race report from Troy Green about the his experience at the 2012 race.
You people on Row 1 ( Oliver ) need to watch out.
I hope you don't have a chitty day.
You will understand after reading!
Read Troy's race report below and enjoy.
I have been riding on row one at almost every race for the last 4 years, people always ask me why! There are many reasons that make sense, at least to me but that is not what this post is about.
OK, so for anyone that doesn't know the Concho Enduro is located on the same property as an exotic game ranch, with many varieties of critters large, small, and interesting.
I was told at the starting line to watch out and be careful because most of the wild life doesn't really care if I am racing and may or may not move out of the way. I assured this person I have done this all before and not to worry.
During the first 2 test section I got to see more deer, antelope, cows, cows with long horns, and rabbits then I could count. All's well and there was only once or twice where I had slow or take evasive action to continue on down the trail.
So now we get to Test # 3, I take off and lead the way in to the wild west TX landscape.
A few miles into the test I had shaken off the two stroke murderer and was left alone to ride my own pace, just me the trail and the animals.....
I come over a small rise and proceed to drop down into a shallow, wide, canyon, with a nice dirt floor and room to get on the pipe. Only problem was as I entered the canyon a very large buffalo jumped up from his morning nap, and decided the best path of escape was to run down the same trail that I was following.
So my initial surprise soon leads to frustration, as this big old burly beast is running about what I would call a squirrely "B Riders" pace, as I was mid to top of 2nd gear and wanting to air out 3rd, as the buffalo juked and swerved too sporadically for me to risk a pass.
When I encounter another rider on the trail and they do not yield in what I think is the appropriate amount of time I start to whoop and holler to let them know I there and try to convince them I want by.
Well now I have a large western plains animal in my way and feel a little like a cow boy, so with a slightly modified vocabulary and intensity I start to whoop and holler at the speeding, bobbing, weaving buffalo.
We had been traveling nose to tail for more than 50 yards and I felt inclined to go faster than Mr. Buffalo.
After a few moments of me yelling and making a racket something happened......
Apparently between me chasing him with a ringy dingy screaming 2 stroke and hollering like a rabid cowboy I must have scared the crap out of him, and when I mean I scared the crap out of him, this would be LITERALLY crap was scared out of him!
With some disbelief, some amazement, and even a good dose of humor on my part, this giant buffalo had started to poop while running full speed down the trail directly in front of me.
The next thing that struck me was.....POOP..... yes it seems when a buffalo is running full speed and pooping some of the poop will surely be kicked up by his rear hooves and thrown into the air.
In closing, if I had to describe test #3 at the Concho enduro I would say I had a sh$tty time, because that darn buffalo cost me at least 5 seconds! smile
Troy
Row One Riders...... "it's 8:01 somewhere"