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A Letter from our team Captain:

This Years 24 Hours Of Adrenalin was the greatest so far. Team Mitchell Glass, (Team Dirty Work, Riverside Bicycle Club) was present and did us all proud. This years' team was a Corporate Team of 8 riders to endure the punishing 10 mile course Mountain Bike Relay Race. There were 26 Teams total in our category in which we finished in 5th. palce. This is terrific when you consider that our team consisted of riders from 25 to 57 years old. Some with hardly any night riding experience and one member was trying to fight off the flu. The winning teams above us were younger & part of special mountain bike racing teams like, Mountain Bike Review & Mission Cyclery, etc. We want to thank our support group that took care of the food & meals & cleaning up & volunteering for the race promoters in the timing tent,etc. 

It was awesome having the extra help and support. All of us participating did respectable lap times and nobody broke down or got hurt! We had the Motorola Radio's for communication with every rider out on the course & were able to stay in contact with them throughout almost the entire course. It allowed us to be ready for the exchange & help pump up the rider out so they didn't feel all alone out there.

All the ingredients made for the best Mountain Biking Event Yet. We are all recovering nicely and ready to go for it again in 2001.

Riders were: Rick Mitchell, Jim Harlow, Vyktor Cintron, Malcolm Bader, Rhett Nelson, Dan Bartlett, Justin Canup & Scott Ray. As Team Captain this year, I couldn't of asked for a better group of guys to ride & run a Team with. Great Job Guys!   Special Thanks to Ed & Cheryl Correa & Family, Jean & Loren Bader, & Lindsey Harlow for their help & support and some great Food & BBQ.   Lets plan on 2001 even being better if possible. Come join us to ride in the Dirt & have some fun with Team Dirty Work.

- Scott

Ray's Incredible Ride

Dirty Workers,

I was reasonably pleased with my 24-hour solo experience.  I had 6 goals written at the top of my 3-page race plan: (1) complete 13 laps; (2) finish first in my age group of 50-plus; (3) consume 12,000 calories of protein, carbos and fat; (4) complete 10 laps before taking a 2-hour nap; (5) average 1 hr 35 mins per lap; (6) feel o.k. at end.  I accomplished 4 of the six, finishing first in my age group (for some reason I can't figure out, not many in my age group appear for these events).  A broken chain in lap 2 caused me to lose one lap and to take a nap after 8 instead of 9. I planned to start by turning two 110s, then two 120s, and then fall into a 1:30 rhythym or the rest of the race, knowing that I night it wouldn't be possible to make the round in less than 1:45-1:55.  I did the first in 110 (after the 10-minute run and prologue), but the second, with broken chain was a disaster  both in terms of time and hydration (I didn't have enough water to be out there so long playing scooter games).  I spent until Sunday morning grinding out laps to compensate for arriving DEAD LAST in lap two on my Turner-chainless-scooter. My only game-plan error  was trying to use my new Kenda superlights on Mootsie for laps 3-4: the 60 lbs and lack of tread put my  in the bushes about twice on each lap.  By the evening, the bikes and tires were all dialed in and I settled into a good ride, finally. I was exceptionally pleased with Sunday morning, turning out three 1:30s and feeling so good that I cleaned the first two climbs in lap 11, and most of the long third climb.  This was the first time I'd felt human (and kind of like a biker) for the last 8 hrs.  The only downer was the very last descent (after the nasty rut and the sign that said to slow down), which I cleaned e very time last year and 11 times this week-end.  On lap 12,  some dude on a team crash into my from behind, putting us both on the ground quickly and causing a noticeable blood flow out of my right knee.  I shouldn't complain though: the dirt accumulated on the legs over 24 hours, mixed with that final shot of blood must have made for good visual effects at the finish line and perhaps distracted from my cadaver-looking face. The bad moments in laps 2 (with chain( and lap 12 (with the a-hole) were more than compensated for the infinite joys of things like the rush of beginning and ending, the sunrise on the bike, cleaning the nasty descent entirely (on lap 2 with no chain), chit-chatting with bikers throughout the night on the climbs, leading some desperate member of the Hot Doggers across the trail after she lost her lights, pouring a glass of water on my head in the middle of laps 11 and 12, getting to know Vinne the solo rider (who crashed on his head on the middle of the night), getting to  know the Jason the solo rider from Ontario (who placed 14th overall and was smart enough to back off in the afternoon after getting leg cramps, thus saving his race), getting to see my hero Jon Stanstead up close again, getting to know Pam's Ellsworth intimately, getting to hear Scott & Rick & Malcom's enouragement when I thought maybe I was on another planet,... and feeling o.k. and even momentarily strong the last 8 hours, thus sending me the most convincing sign that yes, I can survive the Furnace Creek 508 on October 14-15 with 2 and half hrs sleep (508 miles on a flat black surface below thing tires, with no ruts to traverse).

- Ray

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