Even though I died with a bang it was completely devoid of drama. As I hiked my bike all the way down from the very top of Solitude I told everyone that asked that I had double flatted. That wasn’t really true it just seemed like the easiest thing to say without having to explain myself. I mean who has time to listen to a story at race pace?
I got a big hole in my tire on the very first rocky section and the Stans didn’t seal until it hit 5 pounds of pressure. Or, so I thought. I wasted my only air cartridge getting it back up to about 40 pounds before it started blowing air again. I went ahead and changed the flat thinking maybe I could bum some air off another racer while I hiked off the mountain. The more I thought about it the more stupid it sounded, “hey, can I have your air because I only brought one?”
I said nothing and hiked it out. I can’t complain too much, it’s the only flat I’ve had all year. Too bad it had to be on my last ICUP race of the year. Next up, Butte 100. I guess I better start training.
Congrats to Sam for the W and everyone that hung in there just to finish, It looked like it hurt a lot.