The Husaberg Forum Ride was . . . well . . . brutal.
While we did have some folks show up for the ride, they opted to not bring their bergs. Disappointing for sure, but the ride would still go on.
Mother nature then threw us a curve ball with the storm moving up three days from its projected start date. Yes, over 1 foot of rain over the two days! Yet this still didn't stop this group of riders.
Shortening the previous ride plan due to the torrential down pour. we headed out straight for the gnarly stuff. Where Teanaway promptly started kicking asses . . .
With nearly impossible WET rock faces to ascent, it made for an all out struggle for some.
Of the 11 riders, all helped those that needed it. Staying in radio contact, the lead guys were forced to wait in the pouring rain. It was just cold enough to be uncomfortable while waiting.
I led the group for the most part, but hung back to help on the nastier sections. We came upon a wicked rock face section that I rode up, but few in the group saw me do it. So explanations and/or simply riding their bikes up it took even more of our ride time.
This picture of Brian, with me spotting him, was that section. The consequences of not making it were not something any of us were willing to chance. It was an awesome make by Brian!
After 4 hours, and only nine miles of trail under our belts, we decided to take West Fork back south towards camp.
Much easier trail, but even the most prepared rider was soaked to the bone. Group moral was starting to sink as well.
Neat sections such as this one around a cliffs edge were common.
Now 22 miles into the days ride, we came to the lower elevation creek crossings. The heavy rains had caused the creeks to swell. Something I had not anticipated. Teanaway can only be ridden in the later summer due to deep water crossings.
At 26 miles one of our group finally did what we all were fearing . . . .
We all rushed in to pick the bike and rider out of the water. It took several minutes but we did get the KTM running. Now with everyone literally soaked from head to toe, we pressed on the final 6 miles of trail to the forest road that took us back to camp.
A warm shower, BBQ, and a huge campfire finished our day off. Good times and plenty of laughs were had. These gnarly rides are the ones you remember.
Of the 11 riders, only 2 made the day not requiring any help.
Teanaway, with the help of massive rainfall, schooled 9 advanced riders. Theres always next year . . . . .