Going home

Drowning our sorrows in Detroit
















Ok, we actually stopped at a nice comfortable Holiday Inn and caught the end of the Tour stage. Before anyone gets too worried, I'm fully functional. In fact, my first thoughts after dragging myself off the track were, "okay, no broken bones. Still have all my teeth. Have to get back in relieve Josh."

Until someone came up to me and said, "Gen, take your hand and put it over your cut and hold your lip in place."

Hold your lip in place?

So you can guess I won't be entering any beauty contests soon.

So the cumulative toll of World War 3:

9 Spectacular Incidents.
1 bent frame
A pile of wheels
20 Riders "collected"
2 Riders collected by KO.
1 Rider collected by TKO, deemed unfit to continue after receiving repeated blows to the head.


A shattered front



More casualties of Battle Bloomer Hills

That being said, the racing was great and Dale Hughes and all the volunteers put on a great show. A live band, great announcing, and a really nice party at his house that made everyone feel welcome and comfortable.


And please excuse this song, but it's dedicated to all the riders who've raced on the other side of the pond, or those who've dreamed of it. Nothing better than cheesy europop!

Thanks to Josh Reddoch for all the photos. If you click on them you can get a bigger detailed view and some of the detail is pretty fascinating. Thanks to Danny and Ruggy for their advice, the Speedfix guys for being good guys, and Nancy for the host housing.