race to the first corner- note Wayne Gray in 2nd place, followed by Donnie Wilson
in red & yellow, and Pete Biddy (89W)
41 is Steve Sweet, 94W is Christian Otero.... I finished 3rd in this pack.
And then it was over....
I realized all of a sudden that I was starving and got a hamburger from the Food Truck. This outfit- (Con Todo catering from San Jose run by Ky & Lawrence Rangel) made me a hamburger. Now obviously when youve not eaten anything all day except for a celery stick or two and water and Gatorade youre hungry and everything is good. But I swear on a stack of lightning bolts it was the BEST hamburger I EVER tasted in my life; Im not kidding-
Behind me a few stragglers wandering by, heading up to the trophy presentation at the top of the hill.
I stood by myself at end of the long metal counter on the side of the truck, clutching my hamburger as though it were a life preserver, like a lone Wild Pig, with wild pig tears almost streaming down my Face. It was SO good. Yay.
And yet in a weird way as I stood there it was really more than that... it was one of those rare moments when one is with ones self. Even though it was just me; a sweaty worn out guy eating a hamburger alone on a dusty gravel road somewhere in California, I was taking it all in at once- the taste of the whole thing- and it was replaying in technicolor through my dim & cloudy mind...
the way the bike pulled, with the back wheel drifting sideways up that scalloped surface up to the hairpin before the elevator shaft...
leaning back, and gripping the bars, and holding the throttle wide open wow
and the way the CZ moved underneath the rider... a sort of snap, as it left the ground over the tabletops
the way it hooked up as I landed it makes your mouth water. You dont get those experiences many times in life.
people deserve a great thanks, especially the Santa Clara Riders Unlimited
(SCRU) which put on this event,