Flat, no wind, totally blue-bird sky and 101 miles. The last event in our inaugural quest for a dirty millennium.
The trail is absolutely amazing, totally exceeding all of my expectations. 100 miles of relentless single-track winding through the badlands of North Dakota. Riding the entire trail in one day was nuts, so much harder than I anticipated. We covered about 105 miles with nearly 11K feet of ascending and 11K feet of descending trail.
The 99er was a mudfest. Maybe not as bad as years past, but still muddy. Brent and I both went into the 99er a little overconfident. Having survived the Kanza and being only 6 days removed from an 8 day mountain bike trip out West the general feeling was that the extra red-blood cells would easily lift us through a mere 99 miles. We were wrong.
The track was fast and the weather was perfect. No doubt the talk after the race was about the three horses who decided to run along with us.