A couple of years ago Rick asked that the unbearable onus of organizing the ride and the subsequent party be taken over by someone else - and with that, the rights to the name of the "event" (if it really were "an event") and of course there was only one person for the job: uber-achiever and ultra-enthusiast Alex Obbard. And thus this past weekend was the annual running of the Obbard Overland.
|Only Alex would not only design the logo but also do the T-shirts for everybody!|
The snow that fell early in the week caused emails to start flyin' about possible route changes, but ultimately a scouting mission indicated that the entire 10" of snow that fell up high would not only melt but also the trails would dry, and the only problem might be old snow that didn't get a chance to melt out during the storm, and the benefit was that the summertime dust that had already formed got mercifully tamped down to perfect-tacky (can we please have weekly rainstorms delivered this summer?).
|The trails were in great shape.....|
|.....until they weren't. However, the deadfalls were few and far between|
A bit of local knowledge was useful to navigate the maze of the Pinebrook trails, but soon enough everyone was on the Mid-Mountain blasting towards the Red Pine lodge, where we were able to picnic again and watch the freeriders slaying it in the Canyons mtb park (this sport seems vaguely familiar in that they are on 2-wheeled, non-motorized machines, but that's about where the similarity ends!).
As an aside.....why is it that ski resorts like Alta, Brighton, and Solitude "must.....have..... Interconnect! To make more money" and then let the barely-forward-thinking resorts like The Canyons and Deer Valley have the big, lucrative summertime crowds because they actually offer amenities that people want, like DH/freeride mtb parks, while their resorts are either deserted or have people wandering around on steep service roads wondering where they can spend money?
But I digress. The remainder of the day was pedaling over hill and dale on miles and miles of the Wasatch's best singletrack with blessedly overcast skies with no mechanicals, crashes to speak of, or issues besides a few cramps.
|Why is this woman smiling? She's on the tacky Crest with no joeys in sight! (except her partners)|
Before the great party hosted by Alex and the lovely Sue, who doesn't mind a bunch of stinky, dirty cyclists tromping around in their house, dirtying towels, and mowing hard into all the food put into their general vicinity.
Jim Manos has been an integral part of the Steiner 100 and Obbard Overland, but he had a conflicting event on Saturday to celebrate his cancer-beatage with hundreds of like comrades for 140 miles on the roads
|I'd suck wheel on this guy!!|
Thanks again to Alex for carrying on a fun tradition! We'll be back for the 2015 version.
|Another feather - or leaf, as it were - in the cap of the Obbard Overland's namesake|