I decided to take it upon myself to advertise to the local BMX crowd that we are planning on placing an order for the limited edition pink Chris King headsets and thought that they may be the perfect crowd to involve. After talking to a few of the racers, their parents (some of them race too), and the people that run the show, I received some great feedback and a few negative responses as I inquired about how to provide the BMXers with what they need. They already have an awesome facility, newly expanded for a larger track and more pit space. Lot of talent down there too.

Check it out here: Dirtnthehouse BMX

Many of the parents and the younger racers want BMX bikes and accesories to be available off the shelf right now, but some of the older racers are internet catalog addicts that wouldn't even give me the time of day. They did at least acknowledge my presence so I am content with that, for now. I do realize that I need to educate myself to the level that Dirtram and Vinny are at now, but it will not be easy or overnight so I hope that the BMXers will bear with me. If there are any of the local BMXers out there that read this, help me help you by letting me know what you need. Which parts and accessories do you need to able to get a hold of that I can push to get stocked at the shop?

That's enough BMXing for now. I'll just end up pushing myself into buying one for my own use and forget to focus on my other duties.

Well Amy "The Cheese Queen" and Nicole just stopped in to drop off some string cheese for John and myself so I think I'll dig into some of that shortly. If I remember, I may leave a little bit of the cheese for Mr. Kerkove to munch on during the week.

Vinny and Dirtram. If either one of you has some advice drop me a line.

Well it is finally more or less official. My Bianchi road bike has made it into the 20th century (Yes I do realize that present time is the 21st century but I will get to that soon). First the Bianchi's background. It was purchased used about three years ago and it was/is in great condition. Full steel frame and fork (circa 1988), 1" threaded, full Shimano 105 6-speed with downtube shifters. Black with celeste decals, saddle and brake housing. In 2003 it was upgraded to 9 speed 105 derailleurs, cranks, and wheels, Ultegra cassette and BB, and Dura-Ace downtube shifters. This worked out very well for the last two years and tonight I made one of the two remaining upgrades. I finally installed a set of 105 STI shifters and Bontrager Race Lite bar and stem. Most people would have never spent the time or money upgrading this bike but, I love how teh frame feels and rides. If, and that is a big if, I do any more upgrades it would be a carbon fork, but since it is only a 1" steerer I don't know if I want to spend the money. The lack of a carbon fork is the only remaining issue before this bike can be considered part of the 21st century. I figure all of the other upgrades could easily go onto a new frame if I come across one that suits my fancy (Like a Giant Composite, eh dirtram?). Of course a new frame and fork would have a 1 1/8" steerer so a new fork on the present bike is still questionable.

That's it for today, I know it's not much but today was not all that exciting otherwise.

Amy- don't read this post, you may not like what I have to say about bicycles today.

So the Giant Bicycle rep. was in today talking with the boss and he left us a catalog. To most people this doesn't mean a whole lot but, as many of you know our local super stud - Mr. 24 himself - rides Giant bikes now and so I get quite a bit of exposure not only to his "sales rep" side but I also get to see, touch, and yes even occasionally ride his Giants. All I can really say about these bikes, and keep in mind that the present owner is anal about their maintenance so they always seem new, is WOW!. Are we going to even become a Giant dealer - I don't know yet but I am trying to sway the bossman towards a yes on that one. So here is my dilemma - assuming we become a Giant dealer. I'm going to continue with my new endurance racing career and so I will need a second bike. I am already trying to work out a deal with Kerkove to acquire his XTC hardtail. The big question is, should I sell my Fuel and purchase a new Giant full suspension or do I keep the Fuel and get a pimp ass new Giant T-Mobile carbon road bike? I just don't know what to do. My Fuel has been great to me and after two actual seasons of racing it still has a ton of miles left in it.

What to do, what to do.



Sound off and help me decide please!!!

"You will never find time for anything. If you want time you must make it"
-Charles Buxton

I have decided to dedicate the entire final chapter to the preparation and racing of my first 24 hour solo race. It shouldn't be real hard to do because there was a lot going on during the time at Boone. Before I begin I would like to thank everyone who helped me out with this race. Coworkers at POS for their $$, the Europa Night Monkey Crew for their $$, Guitar Ted for the use of his Park Tools repair stand, and of course my crew, Amy and Nicole, for putting up with me and having everything ready when I needed it. I couldn't have done it without these people so many thanks go out to them.

I spent most of the evening of Friday before the race packing all of the equipment and supplies into the back of my Exploder and on Saturday morning I loaded up the Fuel and the Surly on the roof rack and we were off to Boone at about 7:00a.m. We arrived at Boone and immediatly went to the registration area, signed in, paid the entry fee, received my number plate (lucky #13 Woohoo!) and located a spot to set up the pit area. Once we had the pit area set and more or less organized, I began to do the final inspection of the Fuel to make sure everything was ready too go. I left the Surly on the truck because I didn't really want to use it if I didn't have too.

The course had a little bit of everything to throw at the racers in terms of challenges. It started out with a near half mile of riding through a feshly mowed grass field followed by an easy climb of about 125 feet with five awitchbacks and led into a quick decent to the bottom on the other side of the hill. The remainder of the course was the same story, up and down, up and down. Some of the more interesting elements included the virgin trail cut towards the end of the course, approximately a mile of it that really sucked at the beginning but became very nice towards the end of the race.

The race started at noon from the timer's table and as tradition for an endurance race dictates, there was a Le Mans style start of about 250 yards. I was in the top ten people through the run and onto the bike. The first lap was very high paced much like a XC race would be. I finished the first lap in the top five and fealt pretty good so I continued on with the hammer fest pace along with the leaders. Second lap started out just fine and then... it poured rain for about twenty minutes. Just enough rain to turn some of the sections into nasty mud bogs. Once the rain stopped, the sun came back out and dried off most of the course but, some of the sections that had a lot of tree coverage stayed wet or damp for most of the race. After the second lap I frantically tried to get my bike cleaned off enough with the eager help of my pit crew to get going again. It seemed to take forever to get all of the mud out of the derailleurs, cassette, brakes , and pedals but we eventually continued on.



At the four lap mark I hit my first major problem. When I came in my heart rate was in the 190's and I was feeling very light-headed. I had to lay down for almost an hour before my heart rate was back down to 100 but, I was feeling a lot better and got back on the bike. I was able to get in about ten laps by 1:00 a.m. before my ability to focus on riding was almost gone. I was having a very hard time staying awake while riding in the darkness, all alone, with nothing but the voices in my head. I must admit though, racing in the dark is pretty cool. All that you can see is what is right in front of you and of course all of the other headlights and taillights through the trees. I must admit that it was quite a peaceful experience. Anyway, I decided that it was in my best interest to take a nap and worry about finishing more than trying to podium my first 24 hour so I slept for about five hours. After the sleep I was feeling awesome and threw down my five quickest lap times of the race. I wish I was feeling like that on Saturday too, it may have been a lot better. I finshed 10th out of 16 solo racers and I had completed 15 laps. I was feeling pretty good about the whole thing and even told Amy that I may have found a new hobby. There's a lot more bang for the buck racing endurance instead of XC, that's for sure.

I am still not totally sure what happened on lap four, but I made a few changes that seemed to work. I was using Hammer Nutrition products for race, taking one Anti-Fatigue pill and 1-2 Endurolyte pills each hour and I was also using Perpetuem energy drink. I think that the Perpetuem I didn't get along so I quit using after the fourth lap and was feeling better on the following laps. The food cravings that a person gets during an endurance race are really weird. I started out planning to eat CLIF bars, PB sandwiches, Ramen noodles and other similar products. However, Amy and Nicole had run into town while I was out on a lap and they returned with some food that I couldn't resist...KFC chicken strips and mashed potatoes. Oh man they tasted sooooo good. I had also chowed down on cold pizza, TGIFriday's cheddar and bacon chips, an occasional can of Coke and pretty much anything else I could get my hands on. My POLAR heart rate monitor read that I was burning 800 calories per hour so I didn't really care what I was eating as long as it tasted good.

Well that's basically how my racing career has been so far, hopefully I can add to it in 2005. If any important deatils have been left out I am sure somebody will let me know.

That's all Ted. Race career story is now officially up to date.

There was one other small detail about 2002 that I forgot. The Iowa Games MTB race in Ames, Iowa was yet another race that Jeff Kerkove "forced" me to not only race in, but to do it in the Expert class. Over all it was pretty uneventful, with the largest accomplishments being 4th overall and I was able to keep up with Jeff for almost 1/3 of the race distance (If you know Jeff, this is a huge accomplishment under race conditions).

Anyway on with the 2003 race season.

My first race was in like February at Veisha, an annual party event at Iowa State University in Ames, on the same course as the Iowa Games from 2002. I figured that I knew the course so it shouldn't be a big deal at all. Froze my butt off but I finished 6th which wasn't a bad start for the season. There was one thing that result after that race that really torked me though. The rear shock on my Fuel, a Fox Float, began to make some pretty bad noises when compressed. No big deal according to some other users, send it in to Fox and it should be back within a couple weeks. The shock was sent in sometime in late March and was returned to me... let's see...how long was it...LIKE 9 MONTHS LATER! On one hand it upset me pretty bad but on the other hand it forced me to race my Surly 1X1 on a lot of courses that I normally wouldn't have which actually made me a better rider/racer in the long run.

I recorded better finish times on the Surly at both the Decorah Time Trial in April (26th out of 70ish?) and at Sugar Bottom in September, I was able to finish 10th overall in the Sport class (Singlespeeders ride with Sports) out of like 60 racers and 3rd in the Singlespeed class. Woohoo! Podiumed on the SS! Great feeling I must admit. The rain that day helped out a lot, that course gets so nasty when it's wet that it is no wonder why they close the trail system after it rains. I must have passed 20 other racers in the final lap while they pulled over to remove the mud from their derailleurs. I also participated in the Blockhouse Roll again in 2003; still an awesome course and great people and food. My finish time on the Surly was almost exactly that of the Fuel the previous year. I was feeling a lot better in 2003 than I did in 2002 so I must be doing something right.

2004 Season

Got the Fuel back, new rear shock (I don't believe this is the one I sent in, but it works), new Chris King wheels (built in 2003 by Gutar Ted -Thanks Ted!!-, but very little ride time due to Fuel hanging up in the basement waiting for a shock), should be a great season. I still raced the Decorah TT on the Surly,it's become kind of a tradition, with okay results. Better finish time than 2003, but everybody else got faster too. Started working at Europa Cycle & Ski with Kerkove and Guitar Ted in April and the time I needed to be there cut into my race schedule pretty bad. I raced at the Iowa Games in July but the competition was faster since my training schedule was almost nonexistant. It actually began to make me rethink the racing thing all together. Kerkove had other plans though. By this time he was racing the endurance circuit a lot, and cleaning house to boot. He kept talking about how "fun" it was. The challenge of riding for near 24 hours straight, the great people that put on the events, the other racers and their crews. Kerkove just went on and on about how great it was so I decided to give it a try.

I started to ride a bit with Kerkove to get a feel of how he trained for an endurance race. Riding technique, extra equipment, food, hydration, and everything else that I could think of to ask him. After I had gained enough information from my master I began the long journey of preparing for my first 24 hour SOLO event...the 24 Hours of Boone over Labor Day weekend. With the generous help of my coworkers at my primary place of employment, Professional Office Services, I was able to raise enough money to help cover my entry fee to the race. I also recruited my wife, Amy, and one of her best friends, Nicole, to help me out with the pit area during the race. I figured that the more I could concentrate on the racing the better and they could worry about everything else for me.

To be concluded...(just for you Ted)

The 2002 racing season was about to materialize, I had done the Decorah Time Trial in April and finished pretty well (26th out of 80 I believe) and I even did that that race on my newly acquired Surly 1X1 Singlespeed. That's right people, no shifters, no derailleurs, no extra gears, just me, myself and I. I was feeling really good after the finish and decided to take on a heavier load of racing during the summer.

I was at this time that I made the acquaintance of one Jeff Kerkove. Let's see..how to explain Jeff... very confident, focused, FAST, just to name a few of his better qualities. Jeff raced a lot of cross-country mountain bike races at the time so he had a ton of advice for me to get started in the sport. He somehow convinced me to give the racing series in Minnesota a try and I began a very painful journey. Check out Jeff's life here...http://www.jeffkerkove.blogspot.com

The Minnesota series (MNSCS) is held mostly on ski resort properties and there is nothing like any of these Minnesota courses anywhere in Iowa. The first race that I participated in was at Afton Alps near the Twin Cities. I misjudged the amount of travel time I needed to get there and ended up arriving approximately 30 minutes before the Sport class started. There was no way that I could be ready in time for the sport race so I decided to race in the Comp class instead. I figured it was only one more lap, how much harder could it be. The Comp class is a stepping stone for sport racers who are not quite ready for the Expert class. It gives them a little bit more experience at a slightly higher pace with one extra lap than Sports and one less than the Experts. The Comp class starts about five minutes after the Experts and run the same course layout. This provides a challenge for the Comp racers to try to catch experts but, it can be a nuisance for the faster Expert racers that come up on Comp riders towards the end of the race.

Well the pace itself wasn't bad, but that last lap almost did me in. I got passed by Jeff Hall with about two miles left in my race ( he was racing expert/pro and he still finished before I did) and he was still moving at Mach two. My results were good, I was happy, and my pit crew (my wife Amy) said that she had a good time and would do it again so I decided to attempt as many of the MNSCS races as I could in 2002. Including Afton, there were five races within a 3.5 to 4 hour radius of travel time from my house so I did all of these races. The other venues included racing at Mankato, Welch Village, Red Wing, and Winona. The Welch and Winona races went very well however, I became dehydrated at Mankato and had my first not finish (DNF) and I broke a chain at Red Wing without the tools to fix it. Both of these DNF's were experiences to learn from.

The real kicker was when I decided to attempt the race in at Spirit Mountain in Duluth. This race is known as "The Powder Monkey" and it is still one of the best courses I have raced on. The course has some smokin' decents and thigh burning climbs that were all multiplied by rain the morning of the race. It didn't matter though, I was feeling good. The first couple of laps were awesome, I was moving past other riders fairly well late in the race and I believe I might have s\done pretty well if not for my little problem. I had been warned by many people about the reputation that the 2001 Trek Fuel's were gaining. The frames were cracking at the seat tube/top tube weld and everyone was sure that it would happen to me eventually. Well on that day in Duluth, with about three miles to go and a potential top ten finish...my frame broke. I was both very mad that it had to happen now and at the same time kind of pumped that I could now claim to have broken a frame even though it was probably bound to happen eventually. Needless to say I had to run the last three miles because there was no way I was driving 15 hours round-trip for a DNF. I finished, nowhere near the top ten, but I finished.

Later that year I attempted the Blockhouse Roll in Wisconsin and didn't do too bad in the Sport class. Had a great time at the race too, definitely one of my favorites (great food, great people, great course, great swag). I also participated in the Sugar Bottom Scramble in the Expert class and got waxed. I do believe that I was the last one to finish that race, but the incident in Duluth taught me one thing for sure -Never Give Up, Never Quit. This has become the motto that I live my life by to this day.

And finally, as per Guitar Ted's request...to be continued...

So the local dumpster diver claims that I don't post enough. Well he's probably correct with that statement although, I have been pretty busy helping with my sister-in-law's wedding this past weekend. Since the wedding is now finished I will try to be here more often.

So, where did we leave off...ah yes...the start of my mountain bike racing. It was in 2001 when I purchased a new Trek FUEL mountain bike and a good friend of mine named Vinny (yes he is so cool that he only has one name) convinced me to try the Decorah Time Trial in Northeast Iowa. I had been ridding on the local trasils in Decorah before so I figured I would give it a try. The course has some pretty gnarly climbs and a couple of technical decents but, all in all it is pretty fun. I didn't too bad in end (75th out of 118) and I definatly wanted to try it again. The only other race that I did that year was the Sugar Bottom Scramble in North Liberty, Iowa. These trails are some of the nicest in the state mostly because they have a great trail maintenance crew that volunteers many hours to take care of them. Anyway, this was a more traditional race that included a mass start and the racers had to do laps on the course. Since this was my first race in this format I participated in the novice class to get a feel for it and to determine if I wanted to continue spending the time and money to race. The race went really well, there was a lot of good competition and my results were decent (7th out of 51) so I decided that I would continue racing the next season.

The only question that I had was where to go for the good racing and the best challenges. This question was answered after I met the person who began the quest for the next chapter in my mountain bike racing "career"...to be continued.

Tis the night before Friday and all through the shop not a monkey is stirring, not even the mop. Pretty slow tonight, most everything is ready for the ski season so now we just wait. Oh wait a minute, here comes a BMXer...excellent, something to do finally. Frame swapping is one of my favorite hobbies.

My buddy stopped in (still don't know his name) looking for the hookup. I sent him on his way, he'll be back. Oh well, back to work.

So here I am, working the night shift at the shop with the great Jeff "Mr. 24" Kerkove. Business is pretty slow as of late due to the colder temps (people don't want to ride bikes anymore) and no snow for XC skiing yet(that's okay though). Jeff and I have the honor of waxing all of the rental skis tonight in preparation for winter which doubles as training for me since I have never waxed skis before. I sure wish Dirtram was still here- he is the XC ski shizznit and was the largest consumer of organic produce to ever live in the Cedar Valley. Rock on Clay, rock on. It really isn't that difficult, it's just time consuming to do all of the rentals (makes the night go by faster). We quit selling downhill skis, snowboards, and all of the related accesories last year due to a low demand in our very flat area of the country. Ironically, I have had no less than six potential customers inquire about these items in the last week. The most amazing thing about these customers is that they do not want to support the evil empire (discount sporting goods)and so they come here only to find that we no longer can support their habit. I know - it sucks. What is this world coming to when the big discount shops start losing customers? (Bad customer service, money hungry sales people, lack of service after the sale, or maybe all of the above - who really knows)

FYI- Jeff's a pretty nice guy and he can kick almost anybody's ass on a bicycle, but he just threatened to impale me with a ski. I think he may need to take anger management classes but I am not the one who decides that. At least it was a freshly waxed ski so it shouldn't hurt too bad.

Jeff just informed me that he will be giving free piggy-back rides to anyone who walks in the door for the remainder of the evening. We are open until 8:00 p.m. so take advantage of this once in a lifetime opprtunity to ride an endurance racer.

Okay, that's enough for tonight. I'll check in later to give everyone another history lesson. This time it will be how and why I started racing mountain bikes.

-Peace

I wonder what Dirtram is doing?

This one is pretty interesting, most of my friends understand why I did this but, most other people think I am a little nuts. I have wanted a Ducati sportbike since the 916 was introduced in 1994. As soon as I saw one I told myself that I had to have one...some day. Once I determined that I could afford to buy another motorcycle the search began for the one motorcycle that I would settle for...the Ducati 996.

I looked in the classifieds in the newspaper, in the magazines, and on the internet and it didn't take long to find the perfect purchase. However, there was one small technicality. The motorcycle that I found was in Atlanta, Georgia which is about an 18 hour drive, one way, from where I live. After a brief discussion with my wife we decided to go for it and began making arrangements to get to Georgia and pick up the Ducati. I finished the deal with owner over the phone, borrowed a trailer from a friend, and recruited my father to help with the driving.

We left on a Friday evening in January and the drive down really didn't seem that bad at all. It was kind of that little kid on Christmas Day feeling all the way to Atlanta. I was so high on Mountain Dew and adrenalin that I never slept and probably talked non-stop all the way there. My wife, father, and I rotated the driving and arrived Saturday around noon without any problems. Anyway, the first 18 hours was not that bad and getting to see the garage of the previous owner (who happens to be a collector of rare motorcycles) was worth the trip. Multiple Ducatis, an MV Agusta, Honda RC-30 and so many spare parts that most shops would be jealous. This is just what we saw, he had other bikes in a different garage. I looked the bike over pretty well (it is quite perfect I must say), took care of the money/title exchange, and took my new Ducati for a spin.

WOW!! I have never ridden anything like this before. Power on demand, handles great, and it is so smooth. Why didn't I buy one of these sooner? Oh yea, I didn't have the money. Oh well, I have one now. We loaded it up on the trailer, got some food and began the drive home. After about three or four hours the lack of sleep began to hit me, my body was absolutely exhausted. I think I slept most of the way home and left the driving to my father (thanks a lot dad!). After my ten hour nap and I felt much better and I was able to drive the last two or three hours.

It was a pretty uneventful trip in most respects, but for a Ducati I would do it again. As mentioned earlier, most people believe that the 36 hour round trip was way too much for "just a motorcycle" but they just don't understand the passion like some of us. Isn't that right Jared?

Anyway, I couldn't have done it alone so a big thanks goes out to Amy and my father for their assistance.

Later.

This is a picture of my motorized bike. It gets better gas mileage than my Exploder and gets me where I am going a little quicker than my bicycles. One of my favorite features concerning my Ducati is that most people are scared of the price tag so you don't see too many of them around town (I know there is one more in town, but I believe there might be two). I don't normally see any other ones unless we go out of state or to the "local " Ducati dealer (two hours away).

1999 Ducati 996

Boy last night sure was an interesting one. No drinking, partying or any of the other fun stuff like that. I was scheduled to work from 10:00 p.m. until 4:00 a.m. at the rock-climbing wall at the local university (that would be my #3 job by the way). We get paid time-and-a-half for special events like this one in which a group rents the recreation center for things such as rock-climbing, racquetball, basketball, and swimming. Well last night there were about 300 Jr. High kids that were part of a church-type function that included these activities with about five chaperones to supervise them. Right...300Jr. High kids plus five chaperones equals... you guessed it... total chaos. I heard comments from the fellow wall staff such as "where are the chaperones who are supposed to maintain order?" and "I am never having kids." I had to agree with them, it was unbelievable how quickly things can get out of control. Racquetballs flying all over the place, OUTSIDE of the racquetball courts mind you, kids running rampant under the climbing wall while some of us are attempting to maintain a safe area and order at the same time. We eventually had to let the maintaining of the order just go. There were no major issues all night, so it wasn't very exciting but, the time did fly by.

Well that's about it for now. I haven't really done anything too crazy today. New handlebars and stem on my roadbike, removed old and installed new car stereo for a friend, and played a little XBOX.

-Peace

FOR SALE: Surly 1X1 Single speed Mountain Bike


Surly 1x1 black 18" w/rigid fork
Red Rear Paul hub laced to Sun Rhyno lite
Coda front hub laced to Aero rim
Race Face Turbine cranks.....in blue
SRAM 9.0 brake levers and calipers
Profile Design stem
Azonic Riser bar
Bontrager Jones 26 x 2.1 fatty tires
Clipless pedals if ya want 'um
16,17, and 18 T ACS Claws freewheels (all 3 included)
Spot 34T front Chainring

PRICE: $550 Those are the details, let me know if you have questions

Today has been fairly uneventful for the most part. Did the normal eight hour shift at my primary job(boring yet pays the bills) and then I had to come into the bike shop (not the greatest pay, but enjoyable) for a five hour shift this evening with my fellow "Night Monkey" John. Everybody around this area has pretty much quit riding their bicycles already because they are scared of temperatures below 50 for some reason. We do sell cold weather gear for a reason people.

Tonight I had the honor of assembling a new 20" freestyle bike for the first time ever. At first I was pretty excited to get away from all of the retired person bikes that we assemble ALL THE TIME. (Sorry. I have just been informed by my coworker that not all retired persons ride retired person bikes. My boy John rides a Trek 2200 road bike and rides a mountain bike too. You rock John.) However, I am now fully aware of why Jeff hates these things. They are a total pain in the butt to get everything together correctly. ARGGGGHHHH! Oh well, it could be worse. There could be those certain people here(that shall remain nameless - no really, I don't even know this guy's name) that think you owe them a favor or something and don't want to pay for labor charges. Lazy sons of b... anyway back to reality.

It sounds like Jeff is having a great time out in Moab preparing for the 24 hour race. Check out his updates and progress on the link to his blog( Mr. 24 ). You should also check out his T-Shirt line - SOLO Clothing - pretty sweet stuff at a good price.

Okay I am getting back to the 20" bike from Hell now -Peace.

I am a lot of things really. Married, college student, employee ( 3 jobs), full-time mountain biker, part-time roadie, motorcycle enthusiast, and many other things that I will get into at future dates. My life has been pretty short so far (30 Years), but I feel that I have had a lifetime of great experiences. Within the last couple of years I began to race Cross Country mountain bike races around Iowa, Minnesota, and Wisconsin. The first couple years were pretty adventurous and exciting traveling all over mostly Iowa and Minnesota with my pit crew (my wife Amy - best pit crew captain ever) doing the XC thing. This summer however things changed a bit. A friend/coworker of mine convinced me to try 24 hour endurance racing...SOLO! I told myself and him that there was no way that I could finish something like that...and then I tried it, finished it, and had a great time to boot. Well that's enough for now. I'll try to post often enough that everyone gets a pretty good idea of what I am all about.

Best of luck to Jeff Kerkove at the 24 hours of Moab.