Offroad Assault on Mt. Mitchell! DNF! Fuck Yeah!

Broken right shoe 3 minutes into the start of the race had me in dead fucking last. Oh yeah, forgot my gloves so that was fairly discouraging. Hooked up with an Industry Nine single speeder and we fought our way on the Old 70 climb to around 250. Sexy bike moves were made on Star Gap and by checkpoint 2, I was around 180. Unfortunately, the foot was experiencing a sharp stabbing pain and then falling asleep and the hands were toast. I had a brief chat with sportif Eric, posed for a picture, accepted more praise for the kit and hopped back on the single-steed. I decided to ride the horrible Curtis Creek Climb and call it a day. the temps were very hot for the mountains. Many riders walking and sitting by the side of the road as the scariest kit in the world rode past them in defiance of the elements. DNF was after 30-35 miles. No mas. Lo siento amigos! This was going to be my last year but after this dismal showing, redemption is in the cards for Hoffenchard.

The start of Curtis Creek. I'm smiling so you know I still have 9 miles to go...