No, not the rider, the imposing mountain behind him. They called it a "tobaggin hill" on the course description, and we got to climb and descend it not once, but twice per lap. I saw two people crash on the descent just warming up, so it was gonna be fun....
I spent the entire race in a oxygen- debt- induced haze, but managed to finish. I think I even beat at least one person. I guess you know it's a good course when you contemplate whether you'll live through another lap or if your heart will finally beat itself out of your chest cavity and flop onto the grass that makes up most of the hardest parts of the course. I managed to take a few shots of the next race following ours, and then we got on the road and headed home. Driving eight hours to race for just under an hour is not usually a good thing, but in this case, i was not wishing it were a longer race.


