Anyone that happens to be unfamiliar with the Iceman Cometh Mountain Bike Race can check out the details here. In short it’s from Kalkaska to T.C. and it has grown to be the largest one day mountain bike in the US. It also happened to be my first mountain bike race ever.
The day dawned clear and chilly, right around freezing, with
predictions for perfect race conditions later in the morning. We had a whole crew racing from the bike shop where I work at (No Boundaries in Boyne City).The race
goes off in waves, starting with the fasted seeded times (those that
raced previously) followed by age group waves. I was in a wave with my triathlon buddy, Dave Smith (who's blog is here) and we planned to work together. It was also his first mountain bike race. We were in wave 19 going off at 9:54, so there was bound to be lots of traffic on the trail. We
we ended up being a bit rushed to get to the starting line (just how I
like to roll), but got in our wave in time.
The rest of the race was riding and passing a lot of people from
earlier waves. I had to dismount up Anita’s hill, upon which my quads
and calves immediatly seized and I noted to not get off my bike until
the end of the race. I heard the crowd and the announcer at the finish,
which was deceiving as I still had 2 miles to go. In the last section of
single track I took few risks, just wanting to finish the race in one
piece. I crossed the finish line in 2:07:20; a time I was pleased with
considering my conditioning. Dave had a great day, finishing in 1:59. We
found the rest of the No Boundaries crew, chowed down on some food, enjoyed some
fermented beverages and hung out around the campfire. We stayed to watch
the Pros come through around 3pm. It’s amazing how fast they can go.
Uphill and on single track. Overall it was a super day and a race that I
will certainly be doing more MTB racing in the future.