This was a deleted scene from Perform...Enjoy
Monday, March 23, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
PERFORM Trailer
It's not the best quality but the DVD is! So Email me for a copy of the feature length documentary Perform: Inside Adventure racing.
Part 2
Monday, March 16, 2009
Mild Infliction
Bolton Valley, Vermont, GMARA Frigid Infliction, 10 hrs of snowshoeing and skiing with a little bit of traversing and postholing to keep it interesting. Well, we decided we could make it a little more interesting, and essentially take ourselves out of any podium contention by giving the field about a 90min advantage. That’s our story, and we’re sticking to it.
So, after a 4am briefing, we were herded half way up the ski hill to the start line for 5am. The first section was a quick snowshoe rogaine, where after CP1 you could collect the CP’s in any order, that was the first line in the directions, and to our demise the only line we read, as the second line stated that CP6 would be the same as CP1 and that you had to return to get CP6 AFTER getting 2 through 5, then continue to 7. Well, we foolishly blasted through the rogaine to find ourselves at the tyrolean traverse with a couple race officials querying as to why we didn’t go to CP6...”isn’t CP6 just the same as 1 and therefore taken care of already?” “No not exactly” was the reply, “you’ll have to go back”. Back meaning up the ENTIRE ski hill, then back a few more km’s into the bush. Enter a round of drink box!
We made good time up the hill passing many teams now headed down to the traverse, finally made it back to CP1/6, and then continued our onslaught back to the ropes, focused on minimizing our losses without concern for the pace, knowing that our only hope in salvaging this thing was going to mean burying ourselves right to the end.
Losing a few more minutes in a small clusterf*^ at the ropes, we made it across and to the start of the first ski section a full 90min back of first, and in the back third of the leaderboard. Ripping away on our skis, we began the steady crawl back towards the front of the race, and by the time we reached the posthole were in 7th with a couple teams just minutes ahead. Thanking those 7 teams for the fine trailbreaking, we caught two teams over the short walk through the bush, and then another team on the following ski leg, bringing us to the final rogaine in 4th place, and 80min back of first.
This last section required us to take both snowshoes and skis, and decide along the way which mode of travel was going to be best. For the most part we snowshoed, and then finally hit some good skiable trails (including the ski hill itself) to hammer home in, getting ourselves into 3rd, under an hour behind first.
Although it wasn’t exactly the result we were going for, our determination and inability to quit got us back to a respectable finish. Not only did we give everyone a 90min advantage, but that was 90 extra min of us hammering our lungs into oblivion, and then finishing 55min back of first, and only 22min back of second, you can do the math yourself, but our answer keeps coming up a dominating 3rd.
So, after a 4am briefing, we were herded half way up the ski hill to the start line for 5am. The first section was a quick snowshoe rogaine, where after CP1 you could collect the CP’s in any order, that was the first line in the directions, and to our demise the only line we read, as the second line stated that CP6 would be the same as CP1 and that you had to return to get CP6 AFTER getting 2 through 5, then continue to 7. Well, we foolishly blasted through the rogaine to find ourselves at the tyrolean traverse with a couple race officials querying as to why we didn’t go to CP6...”isn’t CP6 just the same as 1 and therefore taken care of already?” “No not exactly” was the reply, “you’ll have to go back”. Back meaning up the ENTIRE ski hill, then back a few more km’s into the bush. Enter a round of drink box!
We made good time up the hill passing many teams now headed down to the traverse, finally made it back to CP1/6, and then continued our onslaught back to the ropes, focused on minimizing our losses without concern for the pace, knowing that our only hope in salvaging this thing was going to mean burying ourselves right to the end.
Losing a few more minutes in a small clusterf*^ at the ropes, we made it across and to the start of the first ski section a full 90min back of first, and in the back third of the leaderboard. Ripping away on our skis, we began the steady crawl back towards the front of the race, and by the time we reached the posthole were in 7th with a couple teams just minutes ahead. Thanking those 7 teams for the fine trailbreaking, we caught two teams over the short walk through the bush, and then another team on the following ski leg, bringing us to the final rogaine in 4th place, and 80min back of first.
This last section required us to take both snowshoes and skis, and decide along the way which mode of travel was going to be best. For the most part we snowshoed, and then finally hit some good skiable trails (including the ski hill itself) to hammer home in, getting ourselves into 3rd, under an hour behind first.
Although it wasn’t exactly the result we were going for, our determination and inability to quit got us back to a respectable finish. Not only did we give everyone a 90min advantage, but that was 90 extra min of us hammering our lungs into oblivion, and then finishing 55min back of first, and only 22min back of second, you can do the math yourself, but our answer keeps coming up a dominating 3rd.
-HAMMER OUT
Friday, February 13, 2009
Untamed New England Road Show
Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Trash it, change it, melt - upgrade it,
Charge it, pawn it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,
Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,
View it, code it, jam - unlock it,
Surf it, scroll it, pose it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, twitch - update it,
Name it, read it, tune it, print it,
Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,
Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it,
Turn it, leave it, stop - format it.
Trash it, change it, melt - upgrade it,
Charge it, pawn it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,
Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,
View it, code it, jam - unlock it,
Surf it, scroll it, pose it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, twitch - update it,
Name it, read it, tune it, print it,
Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,
Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it,
Turn it, leave it, stop - format it.
Technologic!
Odyssey One Day Extreme-BAH
The Debute of TEAM UNTAMED NE
At first I thought one day and extreme to be a contradiction in terms but as the weather report started barking temps as low and -10 degrees I cursed myself for cursing the name of what is considered in my book a sprint race.
Hammer flew in on Wednesday night, Jen-A met us at my work Thursday night at 8PM and We picked up Jeff an hour and 48 minutes later in Conn. A few laughs and hours later I found myself snuggling next to Hammer in a sleazy motel somewhere in PA for a few short hours before rising with the sun and hitting the road yet again. Five coffee breaks later we found ourselves in another sleazy motel with maps out with Jeff and I plotting like hell was about to freeze over…Come to think of it, it was!
By 5 AM it was -15 degrees and we were out the door driving to the start. The 2.5 mile drive down the winding dirt road to the “Jesus Loves You” boyscout camp over 4 ply wood bridges had come to be our little play time with loud music and near collisions with thousands of these little deer that apparently live in the southern states. By 6 AM it was up to a balmy -9 as the gun went off and Hammer hammered off the line to a quick lead. The two miles to CP 1 was fast and sweaty, Trying to get our core temps above 86 degrees was the name of the game and the subsequent sweat was a nasty little byproduct. At CP 3 minutes were needed to scrap enough ice off our eyes to regain vision and up the trail we went. The first trek was about 6 miles of what I like to call VAPUDS (Virginia Pointless Ups and Downs) the VAPUDS are a little harsher than a normal NEPUDS which aren’t quite as steep. The heavy breathing was a sign of the EXTREME cold and we paid little attention to it because we are only positively affected by extreme things.
The first bike was a bit warmer than the run but we didn’t know than until Jeff fell in a stream from heat exhaustion and Hammer started yelling at his fleece because it was smothering him to death like his last girlfriend in the third grade. I was in early stage dehydration from the water loss but kept my double vision to myself because it was more fun to see two Jen-As than just one. We rode out to the lake then we would not paddle or skate on and turned around for another bike section over the mountains. Leading the race with us was Checkpoint Zero and we switched leads a few times while riding up a semi-frozen river valley like a snowboarder on a half pipe crossing the half frozen river ever 150 Meters. It was hammers turn to fall in and as a Canadian he’s good at spreading his weight out on the ice while sliding on his belly across ¼ inch sheet with running water below. I reminded myself that toe nails are not meant to be fully attached and muddy ruts turn into frozen death grooves that drive a rider into the frozen ground while riding/crashing down a hill. Jeff’s big body lost the power to weight ratio contest and it was only after he poured a drink box down his shirt that he found his energy legs which he used to kick mothernature with and get to the next TA.
Six poops on the next trek (2 for Jiles, 1 for Jen-A and 3 for Hammer) meant that three of us had started to thaw out all the way. We made quick work of a bushwhack and four mountain top CPs to make it back to the bike and took to the roads. The next bike section was into the night and mostly on paved roads. It was nice to be out of the woods for a moment and get some of the snot to freeze to our cheeks and cut out the wind burn. The last 10 miles was hike-a-bike and both Hammer and I started to experience some interesting physiological symptoms know and respiratory distress. At one point Hammer noted 47 breaths per minute while in a resting state…a side note to this is that if you are in a hospital and have a respiratory rate of over 30 per minute they will stick a tube down your throat and breath for you. Apparently, we are really extreme!
We arrived back at Race HQ for a transition to the Rogaine section with 10 CPs scattered over a more than little and less that huge area. As we left the HQ and started up the hill breathing all together started to become a bit of a problem, our short little gasps where due to Hammers self diagnosed case of Acute COPD…A laughing/coughing fit came quickly after I thought it was funny we had Acute Chronic Obstructed Pulmonary Disease. Six hours later Jen-A was pulling me up and hill to survive. Eight hours later Hammer was telling himself that he might need a lung transplant. Ten hours later I was still being towed by Jen-A, counting 50 steps between breaks and throwing up on the towline while Hammer was hugging trees to keep from falling over and Jeff was signing song from Sesame Street to avoid dying from boredom…Awwww…BAAARing…YipYipYipYip….Awwwwww…BAAARing.
Finally, 12 hours later we were finished in second overall (not sure how that happened) and sleeping for 3 minutes before packing up Lilo for the 12 hour drive home. If we hurried we would be home before the sun came up Monday morning!
Team LBF To Race as TEAM UNTAMED NEW ENGLAND
In a joint venture with Grant Killan of Untamed Adventure TEAM LBF will be flying the colors this year as TEAM UNTAMED NEW ENGLANG on a 4 month road show that will bring them all over the US spreading the word about the UNTAMED NEW ENGLAND ADVENTURE RACE http://www.untamedne.com/ which is now part of the ADVENTURE RACING WORLD SERIES http://www.arworldseries.com/ARWorldSeries/
Stay tuned for updates and besure to keep track of us on http://www.untamedne.com/
Yacky Out-
Friday, January 9, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Showdown in The Land of Fire!
This is the December 2008 issue of Adventure World Magazine. At first glanze you might not see the article...Oh wait, you would notice it because we are on the COVER!
Yacky Out
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