
It had been years since I have been able to do the Chequamegon 40 mountain bike race. That time I had a rental bike due to some problems with my current bike, so I made a bike work even though it was not my own. I didn't have a time that I was extremely proud of considering what I was going for that year. I thought this would be a pretty good year for me considering I had ridden more bike this year than I had the last couple of years. This year a bunch of us bike riders from the Herd of Turtles biking group decided to wear our Herd of Turtles jersey to the race. We had a picture of a group of us before the race. The first picture shown here shows Matt Steele, Josh Moe, Karl Schwartz, Brian Hellman, and myself. This picture was taken of us at the dead last position of the race shortly before the race started.
A group of riders had made a decision on a plan which I questioned. A group of friends that I bike with suggested starting at the very last place in the race and gradually making our way forward. The reasoning was that we would pass hundreds of people in the first few miles of highway riding. In theory this makes sense, and I didn't have a preferred start, but I couldn't quite justify starting at the very end of the race and having to make my way in front of that many people. I had to jump ahead on the corral a little to get a better position. A few friends who had a better corral positioning mentioned they were going to purposely not go into their corrals and wait at the end, but in the end these friends also did not do this and went into their preferred start gates which I would have done too.

Kelly Randolph, a photographer who has taken many pictures of Chequamegon races in the past, took this picture of me during the opening minutes of the race just after leaving the highway and entering the trails. I couldn't believe how many bike riders had 29 inch wheels. There were a hole lot fewer riders on 29 inch wheels the first time I did this race compared to this year's race.
I was quite a ways behind a few of my friends who were in the corral ahead of me. All of these friends are pretty competitive when it comes to this race, even if they try telling me that they are going to be more relaxed during this race. I was hundreds of places behind them, if not a thousand or so riders behind them in the starting gate, but I thought that this was a situation in which I just had to go out and ride my own race. I passed hundreds of people in the opening minutes. Sixteen miles into the race, I passed my first friend, Greg Crites. I was surprised as Greg usually is pretty dominant on the bike and he has done so much mountain biking this year. In any case, I carried on and at mile eighteen, passed another friend Ron Kay. Matt Nelson, who also is ultra competitive at this event, was the next rider I passed shortly before mile 20. I couldn't believe I had made that amount of time up on these bicycling friends who usually are all super competitive with each other. This gave me tremendous confidence in going forward and probably helped me push even harder to try to gain a gap on these riders. Finally, shortly before the Fire Tower hill, Dave Putnam caught up to me. I rode with him for a few miles and he was pushing a high pace, so I stayed with him as much as I could. Not being familiar with the course, I approached Fire Tower hill and didn't know that it was coming so I didn't get my bike into the appropriate gearing so my bike came to a stop as I couldn't down shift in time to allow for the ascent of Fire Tower hill. This steep hill was also then one that is hard to restart on so I walked up a good portion of the four sections of the hill, and in doing so Matt Nelson caught back up to me. I was just bike lengths behind him at the top of the Fire Tower climb and so I started pushing the pace and gradually catching back up to Matt. I started taking chances. I had been great about taking my time on moving around the water puddles that are present throughout the course. I was edging closer to Matt and decided to go pretty quick through the edge of a water puddle and entered the side of a puddle, but instead of having secure ground, I hit entirely soft mud and was thrown into the woods. I didn't get hurt, and it was likely the most awesome biking fall I had ever had. It would have been interesting to have had a video of the wipeout. I was thrown into the woods away from my bike. Because I was fine, I jumped back on the bike and tried pushing the pace again. That's when I identified a problem. Whenever I tried going up a climb or accelerating, my chain would drop off the chain ring. The only way to correct this was to dismount from the bike and manually move the chain back onto the ring. I had to do this many times the last 10 miles of the race and gradually gave up many of the hundreds of places I had gained on the day. I had to walk up several hills due to my chain dropping. Matt Nelson got away. Greg Crites passed me with about 6 miles to go. Ron Kay passed me again as I was walking up the last hill again due to a dropped chain just a few tenths of a mile from the end. Well, I ended up giving up major places due to whatever the issue was and had to settle for another subpar finish when I thought I would do much better.
I settled for a final time of 2:52:38.5, which was good for 706th place out of 1942 riders. Fortunately, I bettered my previous time from 2007 by 14 seconds. I should have been much faster than that, but did meet my goal to finish faster than in 2007. The post race was fun and always a great time to be around friends following the event. On the plus side, I got dirtier on this race than most other races I have been a part of. I considered myself dirtier after this race than when I did the Spooner Mud Run this year.