You should have been there today! You should have been at the Broken Man Ride … The weather was perfect for the event and the turnout surprising. Here’s the skinny: People started arriving at Cook’s around 10 am on. Intense and Ellsworth demo booths were there along with the Path and The Bike Company. Sales on the raffle tickets were brisk as the prizes were pretty nice. Several bikes and a small motor cycle were to be raffled off along with the usual tires, pumps and clothing, etc.
Tony G (the man of the hour) was there with an appropriate Irish beard, hat and green vest which cleverly concealed his neck brace. He was surprisingly spry and even took a turn on one of the bikes in the parking lot. He was most appreciative of the turnout and was busy most of the morning shaking hands with many riders.![]()
STR was well represented: Ethan, Dean, Rachel, OC Rider & Doug. Andy was there as well with his BOB, which was filled to capacity with an ice chest full of …well what would you expect it to be full off… knowing Andy! Of course many of the clan was dressed in green, complete with wild hats and crazy jewelry.
A whole group of riders headed out around 11:15 am all following Andy and his musical backpack which loudly played Irish tunes the entire trip. It was like riding behind the Piped Piper. The plan was to ride up the Santiago Truck Trail and down to the flag and enjoy the beverages and snacks that were carried up there. A good amount of libations were consumed there accompanied by loud Irish music. The crowd was indeed a happy one with Andy handing out much of the brew to the thirsty mob.![]()
Some riders continued on to Old Camp while others decided to return to Cook’s via the Luge. The trip down the Luge while sober can be a very intense ride… add happy juice to that mixture and sooner or later you’re asking for blood on the trail… Yet, to my knowledge, there were no bloody crashes or calls for a helicopter evac. All I know is that after being fortified with Irish brew, I really didn’t give a damn. Letting go of the brakes, the ride down was a blur. Upon reaching the bottom, a group of riders resting there asked me what the hell I was crazily laughing about… I couldn’t answer them … I didn’t know I was laughing!![]()
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The ride back to Cook’s on the street was fast and quick as the big 29er tires just eat up the payment. Those Short Block 8’s really roll fast on the street (BTW: they are the best cross country racing tire out there for the 29ers. Light, fast and hook up). Of course waiting for me was another beer and comfortable lawn chair… which I promptly collapsed into.
After 30 minutes riders started arriving back at Cook’s from Old Camp and the raffle was on. Andy had arrived by then and was wandering around trying to convince someone to give him “a cold one” …. The raffle went on a planned with several STR riders taking more than there share of booty. (Doug)
While sitting in the shade and watching the event unfold, I came to the realization that what a diverse group of riders were are… young, old, in between… doctors, lawyers, accountants, contractors, day labors, bums… all united in a common cause. Here were helping out a fallen rider of our tribe. What a cool way to spend the day… helping someone… and enjoying it!
You should have been there.!!!![]()
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Oh, please let me make this road climb!!
--it got me up the hill).
By that time the short desent before and lots of fresh air made me feel better.


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