2009 Pine Ridge Enduro Race Report
trails and conditions made for a hard enduro.
The Pine Ridge enduro has a reputation for snow, rain, cold, and mud,
and this year's race followed suit. Pine Ridge was the second RMEC series race of the 2009 season. This was
my second enduro and my first "time keeper." My first race was Caprock, which had pretty decent weather and excellent
dirt and was in the reset format.
Crawford, this year's race location, is just a short four-hour trip from Fort Collins. So I threw the bike
on my trailer, loaded my Xterra up with race and camping gear, and headed out Saturday about 10 AM. The forecast
for Crawford on Sunday was mid 40's, with a 50% chance of rain. With that in mind and remembering the frigid camping
in Texas at the Caprock enduro last month, I brought my winter camping gear and extra long underwear. For the race, I figured
a little light rain would be no problem and temperatures in the mid to high 40's would be blistering hot compared to the mid-30's starts
we've had at the VDR Hare Scrambles (Berthoud, CO) earlier this year. Once in the trails and working hard, I figured I'd be fine with maybe
a light jacket.
The KTM 250 XCW is ready to go!
I rode my 2009 KTM 250 XCW, 2-stroke. This bike is stock with the exception of Fastway handguards, an e-Line carbon
fiber skid plate, a FMF spark arrestor silencer, and the big change, a Rekluse z-start Pro autoclutch. I had the Rekluse installed by Elite KTM in Loveland, CO
last week. I decided to get the autoclutch to help me handle the bike effectively in extremely technical or slow trails. The Rekluse is a centrifugal clutch,
which means that it only starts to engage when the engine RPM exceeds a certain amount. This means you can - with the regular clutch out - kick the bike into 2nd gear and
simply twist the throttle to take off from a stop. With the Pro
model, the regular clutch lever is retained; this is especially useful on a 2-stroke
so you can fan the clutch and blip the throttle to get on the pipe. Since this was a timekeeper enduro, I added a roll-chart holder (they were selling JART charts at the race)
and, like the last race, set up the KTM trip computer in the mode that displays Trip 2 and clock time (set to key time). With this, in theory, I had all
the information to stay on top of the timkeeping aspect.
The bike is still clean in this pre-race photo.
Two weeks prior to the race, the forecast was for approx 70-80 degrees and "nice". At a local altitude of 3500-4000', these conditions
would have put the air/oxygen density almost exactly the same as a 60 degree day in Fort Collins, so I was planning to use
the same jetting as I've worked up for use here. Over the period of a week of 50-70 degree weather, I had tweaked my jetting to 38 pilot, N8RJ-3, 3/4 air screw,
and a 165 main. (That main might be a little rich, but it works OK.) The N8RJ has a slightly leaner straight taper than the N8RW, and this seems to give
me more grunt off idle when using the 38 pilot. In the last few days before heading to Crawford, it became clear that the weather was going to be considerably colder. I headed
to the race with my Fort Collins jetting, planning to make any small tweaks there. My first priority was a stable and reliable idle, and then good off-idle performance, with nothing
really screwed up past there. At the site, I adjusted the air screw to approx 1/2 to get immediate off-idle zing with no bog. This is increasingly important with the Rekluse, and the combination of great low-end jetting with no lag or bog along with the Rekluse proved to be a lifesaver. At the race site, after some test rides and
consulting the KTM jetting matrix, I raised the needle one clip (N8RJ #4) to enrichen the approx 1/4-1/2 throttle range. It took the bike a little longer to "warm up"
and run good at this setting, but it seemed to pull better and have a less "tinny" sound. I didn't want to run too lean and overhead the engine.
The other big change was wearing contacts instead of glasses, under my goggles. In cold weather and high levels of exertion, especially when not moving - like dragging a bike
up a hill - glasses under goggles and even just glasses alone fog up and become useless. In moist air, glasses without goggles covering them will accumulate a mist
Home sweet home?
that makes it impossible to see anyway. I am still on the "trial" contacts until my optometrist and I find the "just right" prescription, but the current
set is good enough to race, ride, or wrench with. For the rest of my gear, I wore my regular stuff: Sidi Crossfire boots, Klim Dakar pants, Asterisk knee braces,
Thor chest protector, Leatt Club neck brace, Klim gore-tex gloves, Arai helmet, and Scott 87 goggles. I wore a TAD Gear "soft shell" jacket over a long underwear top for the race.
Facility and Camping
The race was HQ'd at the local fairgrounds, which was basically a big open area with some buildings and grandstands, a little bit away from town. The
check-in was well-organized and everyone was nice and friendly. There was ample area for tent camping, and there were trailers and RV's parked all around
as usual. I set camp within about 75 yards of the main building. With rain off and on and nothing to really do, I headed to my tent relatively early, hooked up my ipod and started
a book. My winter camping gear paid off-- I was nice and toasty. However, the night can be summarized by two words: incessant trains
. There were several
train tracks within several hundred yards of the fairgrounds and the trains ran on them literally incessantly through the night. I camp with earplugs, but even so, it
was annoying and woke me up about every 1-2 hours. Suffice to say, I got up about 6 AM not quite as refreshed as I had hoped.
Let's see-- where's my row?
Race Prep and the Start Queue
I was number 83D, which means I started 83 minutes past 8:00 AM, so I had a long time to wait from the riders' meeting until I would start. I double-checked
the key time on my trip computer, got my camelback packed, added extra eye drops to keep my eyes happy, and then warmed up the bike. With about 20 minutes
to departure, I rolled up to the start queue and found the rest of the guys on my row. I met Mike Hill, his son Gabe, and friend John from Chadron NE: great guys.
Race - First Half - Start to Gas #1
The start would be a cold-engine start. With the e-start on my KTM, this would be pretty easy. The 250 always starts right up. The only
thing I had to make sure was to get it into neutral first, because even with the Rekluse, it sometimes drags with the clutch in. As our minute
approached, I figured out the key time on my trip computer was exactly one minute off-- oh well, too late to change anything. When our minute rolled over, I
The first big and steep hill
was a challenge for a lot of riders.
pushed the started, fire it up, clicked into gear, and took off in 2nd. The first stretch had good traction and we were cruising down the road. The
weather conditions at the start site were still pretty good, but it became obvious we were heading into an area that was more socked in. According to the roll chart, we had
a bunch of on-road miles before the first off-road section. The roads were muddy, rutted, and very slippery. It started to get colder and visibility got worse.
The relentless theme of the day would be cruising on roads covered in "baby poo" consistency mud and mainly trying just to not crash.
As we turned off the road for the first test section, I mentally sighed relief. Visibility was 50-100 yards due to fog, but the trails had good traction and it
was interesting territory. With rocks, some hills, and some fence crossings, things were interesting. Pretty soon we rolled up to an area where I saw
a bunch of riders waiting around- what I couldn't see was the "first big hill" just ahead. After a few moments to appraise the situation, the guys on my minute and I hit
the hill. It was pretty steep and rocky with a ridable area a few yards side. To both sides the ground fell down at a steep angle; you wouldn't want to fall down that. I hit the
hill in 2nd with the Rekluse and made it most of the way, blasting close past a few riders who were already stopped, and finally getting stopped by lost momentum and
This first mud bog
and muddy, rutted-out hill was the first taste of the extreme mud to come
a rider in my path. With the Rekluse, it was easy to push the bike up
a little bit, but then I figured, heck, why don't I just sit on the
bike and motor up? I did and it worked. I made it up the rest of the
way. I cleaned my goggles for a few minutes while waiting for the
guys on my row, but finally just took off. I think there was a check
just a little ways after this hill, which was also the opportunity for
riders to bail if they'd had enough. I was in, so I motored off.
Soon, the trail entered a ditch, went around the corner, and I was confronted with the first water, mud bog, and muddy hill. As I pulled up, there were two or three riders
stuck up to their axles or higher, and several more sort-of milling around. This where taking a moment paid off: first, I watched someone else cross the water successfully, then
I eyed what I thought would be a good line up the hill. Since there was carnage on the hill blocking my path anyway, I helped the first guy stuck up to the top of his wheels in mud (it was a KTM 4-stroke, I think number 80C). Once the guy stuck on the hill cleared out, I gassed it and tried to hit the bush to the left
This was the first intimidating crossing, but in reality, it got
harder from here.
of the big rut. I think I made it up a little further than the deepest spot in the deep rut, but fell over anyway. With the Rekluse, the bike didn't stall. I was able to pick it up
and simply just motor up the hill. Woohoo! That looked a lot harder than it actually was.
After this, the trail alternated between grassy portions with pretty good traction, some tight trees, and then the water crossings. The first area
with more water was a big bog. I picked my way through the preamble area and spotted a guy revving and totally stuck. Well, I knew I didn't want
to go the same way he did. One of the course workers gestured which was a good way, and I hit it. I made it through but fell over on the far side. I got wet, but
made it across, picked up the bike, and kept going. There was some more water to pick through, and then there was another stream crossing. A guy with his helmet
off was giving directions: "see that big bush, go through the rut on its right and then hammer it through to the other side." I watched one guy go ahead of me and then did it! I stayed easy on the gas in the rut, and when I started to clear the rut I gassed it, plowed the water, and made it across and up the other side. Woohoo!
My bike fell in a hole.
Not too long after this, I came across another swampy area. Hey, no problem, this is nothing compared to the last one. I see a path where it looks like a lot of bikes have gone, and back up to get some speed at the water crossing. I hit it, my front end sinks in, and I go tumbling over the bars. I look back and my bike is in water and mud over the front wheel, and I hear the engine cut out. DAMN! Now not only do I have to waste a bunch of energy lifting the bike out of the hole, but it might not start again. Using all my
strength and mass, I managed to pull the front end out, then drag the back end up, and pull it out of the hole. I get it upright, get
situated, hit the starter button-- Voila! I love the electric start, and the 2-stroke starts easily. The bike runs great the rest of the race, with
no ill effects.
Just after this, there was a small but killer hill. The rest of the guys on my minute caught up and I ended up last going up this little hill. It would have been passable
with momentum, but everyone was backed up. The Rekluse did help and I made it most of the way up until traffic got congested. To conserve energy, I tried to never fall over, and I
was able to hop off and just milk the throttle to get up. If my rear tire got stuck, instead of rocking and revving, I just would pick up the rear and move is six inches to
This small hill was tough for a lot of riders.
one side to get off the rock or root or whatever, and keep motoring it up. Once at the top, I went back and helped to drag minute 83's Yamaha up to the top.
From here on, it opened up a bit and we had flowing trails for a while. Then it turned to roads. We had what seemed like miles and miles of
baby poo mud roads, which felt a lot more treacherous than any of the trail riding so far. It was cold, very cold. Somewhere in here it started to rain.
Then it turned to freezing rain. My goggles were useless. At a turn, there was a minivan with a woman who was wiping off goggles; that was a god send. I didn't recognize
him immediately, but Elite KTM's Dan States was there (everyone looks different with a helmet on). The lady said to go down the road 7 miles to gas #1. I continued - ok, to be fair,
I hammered it down the road - I was freezing my ass off. My hands were mostly numb. A ways down the road, I saw flagging down off the road to the left, and I wondered if that was
It took three guys to finally drag this Yamaha up.
the trail? So I headed back to the corner to ask, and it turned out I just had to go on the road for 7 miles and the gas would be there. I wasn't the only person wondering
if the road was correct, because I saw another rider sort-of tentatively looking for flagging while cruising on the road.
Race - Second Half - Gas #1 to End
I pulled into the first gas stop, totally frozen, my hands near inoperable, and my face numb. At this point, I was wondering how I could finish the enduro. I was seriously cold. If I got stuck or crashed, there was a good chance I would get hypothermia. I knew we had an off-road trail section left, which I wasn't too worried about because as soon as you start working the bike, you warm up. However, I knew there would be another "transit" section to get back to road, again on those baby-poo mud roads, and who knows how
far we'd have to go on the roads due to trails cut out of the enduro route due to mud?
I managed to locate my gas can and fuel up (I put in about 1.5-2 gallons),
and then found the rest of the guys on my minute. They had gotten ahead during my numerous stops to attempt to clear up my goggles. Pretty soon we figured out that we had like a half hour to wait! AAHHH!! It was so cold. The freezing rain had changed to snow, and snow was dusted on the side of the road. There was nothing at the gas
Although prone to backups under traffic, much of the trails were like this.
stop to provide warmth other than the header pipes and exhaust of the bikes that were idling. I tried to shake my arms and jump around to get some blood flowing.
We decided to leave a few minute early compared to the roll-chart time. We were greeted with miles and miles of slow chugging along on the super-slick muddy roads. After
what seemed like 10 or 12 miles later, we went off-road for the last "test" section. By this point, I had totally ditched the goggles. I had to be able to see to navigate, especially
with off-road obstacles. Although the sting from freezing air and rain was hard on my eyes and the additional tears caused my vision to degrade (contacts probably rotated due
to water and my extreme squinting), it was better than mud-covered goggles. The off-road section was a blast, with a mix of the "moor" style terrain, some steel hilly technical sections (which reminded me a lot of our trails here in Colorado), some nice grassy sections where I could open it up a bit, and, yes, more water crossings! We actually came back some of the trails we had headed out on. The guys on my minute and I rode together for much of this section, picking the best route to bypass the worst mud and other "traps". After the last of
How do you warm up numb hands when the only
source of heat is your engine?
the water crossings, the trail turned into some tight turns in the woods, and I picked up the pace a bit. I kept going at a good clip as this lowland wooded trail transitioned to
the steeper technical sections. The Rekluse totally shined here. Give it gas when I want some impulse, let off and don't worry about the clutch. This made the tight and technical
sections more fun and I was faster on them. I passed a few riders in this section, which ended in the final check.
At this point, all that was left was the transit back to town, on guess what, those great baby-poo mud roads. This was torture, but I tried to pick the best
lines and wick it up a bit. A rider in a black rain jacket and I traded places and lines going back to town. Back at the HQ, they were really efficient at
taking score sheets and there was no line. I headed back to my campsite and started to get my totally mud drenched clothes off. I was wet to the skin everywhere. I actually had to towel off before putting warm and dry clothes on. It was a mess.
2009 Pine Ridge Enduro Helmet-Cam Video
A 17-minute compilation of helmet-cam video from the 2009 Pine Ridge Enduro Race held in Crawford, NE. The conditions were cold and wet and gnarly all around. Filmed on a VIO POV.1 helmet camera on Zak Smith, row 83D on a KTM 250 XCW.High Quality. Taking too long? Switch to Low Quality
Contents- 2:00 first big hill; 6:37 mud bog hill; 8:17 swamp; 9:57 KTM falls in hole; 11:42 big stream; 12:28 short hard hill
The guys from row 83
The Pine Ridge enduro was a blast, a cold, muddy, sloppy, cold, freezing blast. With a bit less moisture and the weather 10 degrees warmer, I can
imagine how this terrain is most excellent. The worst part of the course was the 35+ miles of slick baby-poo mud roads. That part was really just not that fun. The off-road
trail sections were excellent, and the water crossings kept us on our toes.
My gear worked pretty well, with two exceptions: 1. goggles simply cannot stay clean, 2. I should have worn warmer clothes and clothes that would keep
me warmer once I inevitably got drenched. My bike was excellent. The 250 with the Rekluse could not have worked better. My jetting was fine. Even after the front wheel was
buried under water, the bike started right up with the e-start and worked flawlessly. I had the PV spring turned 2.5 turns in from flush and
this worked fine. The mud was so slippery, I wondered from time to time if the clutch was slipping- it was just the rear wheel spinning.
5/8/2009 Update: the results are posted - I managed to come in 4th in Vet-C. Not bad for my second enduro, first timekeeper. I might have made 3rd if I had stopped trying to maintain my goggles earlier.
RMEC and the Pine Ridge Enduro folks - Great Job!
The guys on minute 83, for good times and camaraderie
Elite KTM, for good advice and getting my bike set up on time
Everything was a muddy mess when I got back.
Some of the first riders taking off.
The Rekluse came in handy in conditions like this.
Here's the wide, swampy water crossing
Woops, I fell over.
More typical trails.
Watch your head!
My bike decided to stop but I kept going.
Dragging it out of the water hole.
Regroup and ready to go?
Sequence of river crossing-- ready?
We're waiting in line for the short but hard hill
I don't think that's going to work
This Yamaha is so heavy!!
One of the many fence crossings
Now when do we leave this gas stop? 20 minutes?
And the hill was like this!
More baby-poo mud roads, this one isn't actually that bad.