I recently stated in another ride rehash (Red River Riot) that I would NOT, I repeat NOOOOOT be racing in mud again. Too miserable and too much damage caused to the bike. How soon I ate those words! In part, because Luke ensured me that it wasn’t, “that bad” when he walked the trail on Friday afternoon. So I came… and I conquered! Yes! I said it! I’m STOKED! I mean really stoked! Especially, when I came so close to not making the trek at all. But then I read Big Daddy’s words, which in a nutshell stated, “If I don’t go it will be perfect weather and I’ll wish I had”. And excluding the actual trail, the weather was excellent! Besides, I had committed to Rachel to ride in support of her, so I felt obligated.