Someone sent me this link to cyclocross racing in Santa Cruz, that included the National Championships in 1984. I don’t have many photos from that except some from the publications and the podium shot.
But, I do have a ton of memories from that race. I fell before the start because one of our team guys sprayed Pam all over my bike, including the rims, so when I jumped on my bike going down the first hill, I had no brakes and launched off a 6 foot drop off.
The run up was a huge pile of logs and it was more like a walk up. Maybe 30 seconds or probably more. I’d been running the beach in San Diego for the previous month and had be running all the stairs on the ocean from Cardiff to Encinitas, so I was probably the only person running the walk up after the first lap. I know Roy couldn’t run up it twice. He was using the “pushing the knees with the arms” technique.
Ned augered into a mud pit, left his bike and ran bikeless to the net pit, which a long long ways. He was relegated some places for it. I didn’t know this until a couple years ago and I had always wondered whose bike was laying in the mud swamp the whole race.
I lapped everyone in the race except Roy and Laurence Malone. I could have lapped Laurence, but I was catching him on the last straight and didn’t want him in the winning photo. Laurence and I had been racing these Gant Challenges all fall. They were exposition cross races in city parks throughout the country. I guess we had a rivalry thing going. Thinking back upon it, it seems kind of petty now.