The Dieringer went back into the lab over the month of December (hence a few pictures of me on a geared full suspension Taiwanese rig). If you need to see more pictures of my sled, and you do, click here. Yelp out to White Bros., Ergon, and Kenda for helping put it together.
The result is the Dieringer 2.0...whose name is Greg. Don't ask...or read here. Greg is either my alter ego, or simply the homoerotic name of this years race bike. We haven't decided. Having a bike named after a guy surely throws the competition off a bit. Or I could ride as Robb, but race as Greg...a pretentious Assos clad, gram counting, powertap using, nutrition watching non alcoholic XC racer dabbling in SS endurance because its, ahem, "all the rage."We have all week to decide. Doug has left the great white north and ask that I return the favor as tour guide for the week. A couple other training mates are off for the week as well. Day one was the soon-t0-become-classic Fish Hatchery Loop. So somewhere out of good meals, camaraderie and dark beer we will figure out why my bike is named Greg....because Spectrum Powder coating definitely doesn't have an answer.
A few days till Snake Creek Gap, January Edition, and I'm trying to gauge how I feel, other than sick. A few days plus 2 until I disembark on the Grand Canyon paddling trip. Lots of packing in my future.