9:28am,
Skye Schillhammer, Kyle Quesnel, Paris Gore and myself have just returned from our early morning photo shoot, all of us drinking black coffee. Not by choice, someone had put the milk, cream and cream cheese into a freezer rather than fridge. Thankfully Silverstar village has Buggaboos and Isadores to supply riders with food, and specialty coffees to keep the team running smoothly.
Kyle and Skye had their blog’s finished and were in the process of sending them in to Trevor and Cam to make the 9:30am deadline; while I was sitting in front of my computer yelling at wordpress to upload my pictures faster, 2 minutes and 10 more photo’s to upload. It was time to accept the fact that this was one deadline I was not going to make. I read over my words once again looking for spelling and grammar mistakes, missing more than acceptable amount I’m sure. Trevor then enters the restaurant of the Silverlode where we were eating and tells us “we are meeting for another group photo in the village”. Skye and Kyle were happy to go having sent their blogs in, this photo was going to hurt my entry time. We all grabbed our downhill bikes and headed to the Silverstar sign in the front of the village. After our group photo, Trevor and Cam explained the plan for the day. Now till 11:30 was course training, with an 11:30 start. We were then set loose, I ran back to the Silverlode resturant were my pictures had finally finished loading. I threw my blog together and emailed it to Cam & Trevor. Then left on my Norco Aline provided by Double Diamond Service Shop on Silverstar. But, before heading to the lift I stopped into the Lord Aberdeen Market for a healthy breakfast of a cliff bar and a Rockstar. After a scary ride down Comet Trail, I was on the Comet Chair and flying to the top of the mountain eating my breakfast. I was feeling very confident with my line down Dag’s, my training plan consisted of a mellow first run, followed by a serious “race practice” run. I off loaded the chair, thanked the bike park lift attendant as I grabbed my bike and headed down the ramp to Dag’s. I stopped my bike at the trail head and counted a “3…2…1…go!” In my head. I cleaned the first rock section and headed out onto the open ski run under the chair lift. I cranked down on my left pedal, only to fling myself forward. I looked down and my chain had broken, “no big deal” I thought, “I’ll just coast a run down”. I dropped into the next section of Dag’s under paradise road, dropped the first rock section and popped my tire. After, a long and frustrating hike back to the top of the lift. I bought a 2$ tube from the lift attendants, changed my tire and luckily met up with Cam who had his Lezyne multi tool with him allowing me to fix my chain as well. I rolled back to Dag’s trailhead and counted a second “3…2…1…go!” and rolled into Dag’s feeling the constraint of time and I decided to “race practice” this run. I came out of the bottom of Dag’s with a smile on my face I had stuck all my lines and I felt on point. A second terrifying ride down Comet Trail, back on the Comet chair and another “thank you” up top as I get my bike from the lift attendant. I took another run down Dag’s and repeated the Comet run routine and it was time for the pre-race meeting where I was informed due to my number I would be dropping first. After a short peep talk by the NSMB team members, I grabbed my helmet and lined up on the “starting root” (we had all decided this root would be the start location so you could get a pedal in before the time marker.) The radio call was made “Rider 00 dropping in 3…2…1…” I tagged the timing mechanism with my arm and I was off.
Coming out of the trees at the bottom I pedaled my heart out across the finish line. One thing I had forgotten about downhill racing is that point when you cross the finish line finally slow your bike to a stop, almost fall off it, tear off your full face helmet and gasp for air. Your lungs and throat burning, but the burning feels good, especially after that run in particular. I had hit all my lines, rolled every rock as perfectly as I could and given it my all. Skye was next across the line followed by a chainless Ollie Jones. After regrouping we were sent back to the top, the classic scary Comet run to Comet chair once again.
Half way up the chair, we were coming upon the section of trail were Dag’s crosses the chair lift line. We were confused as to why we had not seen any riders cross under the chair. Matt Montandon was marshalling the World Cup / Dag’s intersection. As the chair crept forward more of the event going on underneath us began to unfold. As the trees crept away, it became clear that Matt was lying on the ground having his C-spine held by one of Silverstar’s patrollers and a sea of concerned green shirts stood around watching. Our eyes were locked on the event as chairlift speculation began. “Was he hit? Did he pass out? Was he ridding?” our eyes were locked as the trees once again covered what was going on below us. We got off the chair and immediately headed to the start gate where little information was available. I asked patroller Phil Gaudette what he knew, Phil knew very little. No one had seen the incident until Brad Mills came upon Matt face down on the ground during his race run. After a full inspection my Silverstars’ world-class patrollers “Matt is back on his feet and the course is clear” an Australian accent communicated over the radio. No one really knows what happened to Matt, all we know is that his face ain’t so pretty no more!
“Get your helmet on Doug, let’s go!” Trevor yelled at me. Caught off guard I grabbed my helmet and bike lined up on the start root and rolled in for my second run. My second run didn’t go as good, foot planted my injured foot up top and missed a tight line in the lower section causing me to fall off race line costing me a few second.
Skye followed me once again and after some long discussion and a couple “I can’t believe it’s over’s”, We decided to go do a run of Pipedream. Skye and myself have a long-standing argument regarding “whether Pipedream or Dirt Merchant is the better trail.” I haven’t ridden Dirt Merchant but, Pipedream has a sort of McHammer “Can’t Touch This” thing going on in my mind. After a run down upper pipedream we headed in to the Saloon for lunch and awards. Lunch once again was delicious, but different. For lunch, we received a chicken burger, beer and a salad, salad? Skye and myself questioned this decision and immediately ordered a basket of waffle fries! The bikes had already been brought in and the NSMB team had kicked us all away from the prizing table and they began their deliberation. After 20 minutes all the competitors were fed, hydrated and happy; we were then brought over to the main stage of the Saloon were the prizes for the weekend were given away. Ben Friesen scored a futuristic looking combo of a new Urge helmet and Adidas goggles for his banger line down Prostar. Spencer Graf got the Fish Out of Water award for his big bike performance in the vault. Kyle Quesnel winning best a.m banger/photo, John Rempel won the Tough Guy award for riding with a separated shoulder, I got the Nice Guy/always wants to help out award and got a sweet pair of Adidas sunglasses and pair of scissors, which I genuinely believed were for my jeans. Thank fully Ollie Jones won Biggest Hucker/Loosest Rider if I remember correctly and thankfully got a new Maxxis Minnion Tire for his bike and a set of Sram grips, since he was essentially riding bare bars all weekend.
Then it was on to the serious stuff, first the downhill results, I came in 3rd, Ollie Jones in 2nd, and Stephen Matthews in the top spot. Next, the top 5 riders who would move on to the interviews, it was composed of Ollie Jones, Bard Mills, Skye Schillhammer, Stephen Matthews and myself. The question period began, questions about the weekend, best rider/most impressive, favorite run, favorite rider, where do you see your self in 5 years, why? But, I feel Stephen won with his answer to the question “if Specialized was a girl where would you take her?” to which he answered “the Calgary Stampede” Stephen is truly a Calagrian.
After the question period the team deliberated for the last time, upon there return Matt was chosen to reveal the winner and Stephen Matthews took it. Stephen seemed amped and I think he is going to produce some good content for NSMB.com and he is a solid addition to the team.
After the announcement Dan from Nokia started giving out the cell phones, I was lucky enough to get first pick and a new Nokia E7. The Nokia E7 looks super sick with a 4” touch screen, 8mp camera, WiFi, 3G, Bluetooth 3.0, 16GB storage space and a full multi media center including Dolby digital music and a HDMI connection for video. Soon after the phones were handed out, the hand shakes and high fives started to be distributed as riders filtered out of the Saloon.
This has been the funnest weekend I have ever had riding my bike. You get meet riders who have the same goals as you and are riding at the same caliber that you are and everyone is just out having fun and riding. Mixed with world-class photographers that want to capture the action as bad as you want to throw it down. I can’t wait for the road trips to start and the facebook discussions to get going. I know I’ll be seeing all these riders in future whether it be, online, in competition, in the village, clapping for them since they just stomped a massive trick or in front of me as I chase them down the next trail we head down together. I had an amazing time at AIRprentice and I’m stoked to continue riding with new people.
Huge thank you once again to,
Family
NSMB.com for having me
Double Diamond Service Shop
Silverstar Resort for the amazing trails, food and bottomless jugs of beer
Remember to thank your bike lift attendants!