Harpeth Bicycles Racing Team races just as hard off the road as they do on the road. On June 6th, racing team members Jonathan Woody, Fred Cothren, Todd Essig, and Nathan Taylor competed in the Harpeth Bicycles 6 Hours of Hamilton Creek mountain bike race. They posted great results and had an awesome time. Here is an excerpt from Nathan’s race report (originally published at Nathanrtaylor.com)
The race started at 10am and we were still messing around with stuff up until the last minute. Fred even committed the cardinal pre-race sin of wrenching on his bike right before a race. We were divided into two duo teams; Fred and Jonathan on team 1, Todd and myself on team 2. We let Jonathan and Todd race the first lap, which meant that they also had to stuff their legs into hot, itchy burlap sacks and potato-sack race for the unique twist on a Le Mans race start.
30 minutes after they dissapeared into the woods, Jonathan and Todd popped out signaling time for Fred and I to take our first laps. For the next six hours we settled into a rhythm of hot lapping Hamilton Creek’s lakeside trail, cooling down for 30 or so minutes, then spinning the tightness out of our legs for another fast lap.
We showed up with only the intention of having fun and riding a few hard miles on the bikes. No one bothered to check on lap times or results for the majority of the day until Jonathan walked over to the official’s tent with around 2 hours left in the race. He came back to our pit area holding up 1 finger on one hand and 2 fingers on the other “We’re in first, and you guys are in second”. Wow. I walked over to verify and sure enough, Jonathan and Fred were in first by around 12 minutes, followed by Todd and me. Third place was trailing us by more than 15 minutes.
Our next laps were attacked with renewed energy as we realized we might podium a race we hadn’t even planned on taking seriously. At 2:40pm, Todd entered the woods for his fifth (last) lap, and I sat down hoping he would be back within enough time for me to take my fifth lap. Only laps completed by exactly 4pm would count towards our total, and we had been averaging lap times around 35 minutes all day. 30 minutes came and went. 35 minutes. 40. After 44 minutes, Todd rolled through the relay point, “Sorry I took so long, I got a flat”. With only 35 minutes left on the clock, I kicked off.
There’s a zone you sometimes get into when racing that is different than when you are just riding around. It’s an odd mix of being hyper-aware and completely unaware at the same time. Supremely focused on each moment while retaining no attachment to anything. Very zen. On this lap, an Orc battle from the Lord of the Rings could have been happening ten feet from the trail and I wouldn’t have seen a single sword blow.
For the entire lap I was one mistake away from a hard crash. Pushing the pace and not thinking about how much time I didn’t have. When I got back to the two-way entrance, I had a good feeling that I had time to spare. Tim Spencer called out “TWO MINUTES to go!” as I rolled past the official’s table. Skin of teeth.
Jonathan Woody and Fred Cothren in 1st, Todd Essig and Nathan Taylor in 2nd
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Awesome job guys. Love the pic of the burlap bag start! hahahahaha…awesome!