“California sucks!” was the phrase that we seemed to be repeating the most during our short stay in the golden state.
The drive to fontana is brutal just plain brutal I-5 is long and boring and you get to drive past not one but two cattle ranches that infiltrate your vehicle with the smell of sun baked cow shit for no less then thirty minutes, and add into this horrible equation three idiots with a broken CD player and tape deck you end up with a sort of country music game of chicken, who ever changed the station first had to sleep on the floor of the hotel room , it lasted for hours and ended in a truce. pretty weak. but once the station drifted into a christian preacher guy and then almost an hour of static then back to the preacher guy we gave up.
Phil almost core sampled his thigh with his handle bar, pretty gross.
the track was tight and awkward, lots of switchbacks and super loose sandy corners that either preceded or followed a gnarly rocky section.
here is the line of choice for the “up and over rock” you had to drift off the top of this sand covered rock and then monstertruck through some boulders and the biggest braking bumps ever.
more pro pics.
Rennie in the rocks
Cody looked pinned in all his runs but took a costly scary fall off the last rock in the course. bummer.
its only a matter of time before Luke takes over the world.
Logan is a pinner, and he runs big bars! rad.
THREE seconds faster then Rennie on a 2 minute track, Kovarik is back!
Eric Carter old but still fast
Oscar Saiz really really fast, whats the deal with super old guys being super fast.