Skinnyski Race Team Weekend Recap
By Margaret Adelsman
January 7, 2002
Skiers ready to start at the
Ridgenator
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While many areas in the Midwest are still displaying lovely
grass and dead leaves, some folks have been blessed with a bit-o-snow,
and two local race events put it to good use last weekend. The
Blue Hills Ascent became a scenic lake race, and the Skinnyski.com
Race Team members organized and hosted a 15km duathlon event
at Giants Ridge. In contrast, U.S. Nationals, held out in Maine
and beginning this past weekend, acquired a treasure-trove of
white stuff, just in time for their first races. All three venues
saw action from Skinnyski.com racers.
After enjoying some very good skiing at Giant's Ridge over the Holidays, Dave, Josie, and Grant Nelson, as well as Per Nelson and Margie Tilman, said to themselves, "Why not host a race?" With the support of Giant's Ridge's John Filander, a duathlon event was scheduled for Sunday, and nearly 40 skiers turned out to put some speed in their legs. The format of classic followed by skate skiing revealed several interesting approaches toward achieving the most effective overall race. Some folks did both legs with classic boots, only switching skis and poles. Another camp stuck with skating boots throughout. At least one (Phil Rogers) stayed on the same equipment throughout, reportedly skating on klister for the second leg, and Mike Myers did both loops in classic style. Still others switched boots, skis, and poles (no clothing changes were observed).
Grant Nelson led the skiers back into the stadium after
the first lap of the Ridgenator, hammering out an intense
classic leg, with Phil Rogers, Mike Myers and Brian May in
hot pursuit. While Grant made a quick change of equipment,
Phil and Mike moved ahead. Brian made an impressive equipment
change in the stadium and began working his way toward the
leaders, eventually overtaking them to finish first overall,
followed by Phil Rogers about 30 seconds back. Grant Nelson
and Dave Nelson crossed the line in 3rd and 4th, respectively,
with Per Nelson turning in a strong 11th place finish.
For the women's Ridgenator, JoAnn Hanowski of Duluth put
in two impressive laps, taking a commanding lead in the classic
leg and then holding it through the skate portion to take
the overall women's top spot. Teammates Margie Tilman and
Josie Nelson dueled throughout the race, with Josie leading
the classic leg, but Margie taking over a slight lead in the
skate lap to finish 2nd overall. A great time was had by all,
and special prizes were awarded for the best bibs since it
was a Bring-Your-Own-Bib event. MANY thanks go to John Filander,
Alex from Enervit, Hoigaards and Finn Sisu for terrific prizes.
Not to be left out of the fun, working-dad John Munger headed
over to Blue Hills and put in a strong performance on the
flats of the lake for 14km. While his official time will never
be known due to some timing issues, John had a great time
and is now back working hard on his many efforts in organizing
the City of Lakes
Loppet race.
At the Chevy Truck XC Championships in Maine, Sonja Bostrom
has been testing herself some of the very best women in the
nation. Her results so far have included an incredible 20th
place finish in the 15km classic.
Race Team Results
January 5, 2003 - Ridgenator 15km duathlon:
Brian May 1st male 0:46:28
Grant Nelson 3rd male 0:47:25
David Nelson 4th male 0:47:28
Per Nelson 11th male 0:49:50
Margie Tilman 2nd female 0:54:14
Josie Nelson 3rd female 0:54:27
January 5, 2003 - Blue Hills Ascent 14km
John Munger skied fast, had fun - place and time uncertain
January 4, 6, 7, 2003 U.S. Nationals (Rumford, ME):
Sonja Bostrom 15K Classic 20th 52:35
5K Freestyle 33rd 15:00
5K Classic 45th 16:42
Team Member Race Reports
Race Report from John Munger
The Blue Hills Race is conducted with a wave format
that is not very conducive to an exciting play-by-play wrap-up
(no exciting mass starts full of crashes, no photo finishes,
etc.). So this account gives an expanded coverage of the
days events - starting from my early morning adventures
and continuing through to my real finish line: finding the
baby-sitter before she buried the children in a snow bank
and went on to her real job . . .
Piotr Bednarski, John Munger
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Piotr Bednarski and I had it all planned - both of our
wives had to work so we were left alone with my 15-month
old daughter Ellie and Piotr's 17-month old daughter Kasia.
Being the resourceful fathers that we are we called in advance
and secured babysitting at the race site.
So after waxing my skis and getting everything ready
to go, I roused Ellie at 7:15, quickly changed her diaper
and immediately deposited her in Piotr's car. As I quickly
discovered, my daughter does not appreciate sitting in a
car for the first 2 ½ hours after getting up and
is not as well behaved as some 17 month old girls who shall
remain nameless. Being a good Dad I resisted talking to
Piotr about the City of Lakes Loppet the whole time. Instead,
I dutifully read stories and sang songs the entire way (which,
according to Piotr, is why we missed a turn in Weyerhauser).
In any case, we eventually arrived at the scenic trailhead
area and admired what must be wonderful trails - that is,
when that long-forgotten substance - snow - covers the rolling
terrain. After finding and interviewing the babysitter (after
all, we dads are very particular about who we let watch
our children - we would have skipped the ski race in a second
if the babysitter had been deficient in any way), we then
left the kids and headed to the race course on the nearby
Audie Flowage.
I started in the sixth wave of skiers. My friend Mike
Moulsoff was also in the sixth wave and we skied together
for most of the first lap. Not being able to see the competition,
I figured I had to go out pretty hard and keep up a fast
pace for as long as possible. (Of course, my number one
concern was getting back to the warming hut in order to
give my daughter her milk). Unfortunately, as we skied along
I developed a stitch in my side and tried to breathe deep
in order to make it go away. Fortunately, these first-race-of-the-year
problems never last long and I went back to being just plain
tired.
The course wound about the many bays and islands of
the Flowage. All things considered, the trails were well
groomed. Strange as it sounds in this sorry excuse for a
winter, the only real problem was an excess of snow in some
spots. I understand that race volunteers were out with four
snow blowers on Saturday. Together with the new white stuff
that arrived overnight, the course was well-laden with snow.
While I was not looking closely, the Flowage appears
to be almost completely undeveloped - we could have been
skiing through the Boundary Waters. After skiing for some
time - I looked with dismay on the first distance marker:
all that effort and only one kilometer down - "these
Wisconsin people need to learn how to figure distance,"
I thought. As it turns out, the Blue Hills people use the
mile as a unit of measure - you know, that long forgotten
and obsolete unit used only in two or three backward countries.
After spending some mental energy I figured out that I had
gone a little over a kilometer and a half, or about one
quarter way through the first lap - I could handle that
. . .
Other than the general beauty of the course, there was
not much eventful that happened until I arrived back at
that same one-mile marker on the next lap. That mile marker
is on the front side of an out-and-back curve. As I skied
on the back side of the curve I glanced to my left to see
the skiers behind me reach the mile marker. To my chagrin,
I saw Piotr's blue and white biathlon uniform. After some
more mental gymnastics I realized that Piotr had made up
about a minute on me. This was not good. Piotr was my college
coach and it is never good to have your coach beat you -
especially when they have a one-year-old daughter. I knew
the race was likely lost - but I figured maybe I could make
up some time to save face, so I began to bear down harder.
Alas, the boredom of skiing on a lake set in. As I entered
the last mile of the race I started to think about what
I could possibly write about (I had promised a recap to
Bruce) - no great chases, no broken poles or great spills,
no real drama at all.
Then it struck me - right at the tip of my nose was
the answer . . . I would write about how long I could go
without wiping the snot that was accumulating on my nose.
As I skied along I began to concentrate on this mundane
topic. I quickly realized that the more you concentrate
on not wiping your nose, the more you want to do it. Then
I saw the finish line and remembered I had precious seconds
to make up on Piotr - there was no time for nose-wipes .
. . I think I made it across the finish line without wiping
my nose - but I have no idea when I actually did wipe it.
Apparently crossing the finish line helps wipe away such
idle concentrations . . .
After finishing I decided to ski back out and cheer
Mike and Piotr across the line. I still held out hope that
I had miscalculated and Piotr was still far behind. When
I finally saw Piotr, he was just catching Mike. What this
means in terms of our relative results I will never tell.
Because the timers had some problems with the results, the
world never has to know who beat whom. Suffice it to say
that ski coaches sometimes beat their athletes . . .
At that point, all Piotr and I could think about were
our smiling children. Not one breath was wasted on comparing
notes, talking about the relative speed of our skis, how
we finished, who beat who, etc. Instead, we rushed back
to the car and began the drive back to the warming hut -
I'm not sure whom Piotr will blame for going the wrong way
this time . . .
Jesting aside, arriving back at the warming hut we realized
that there are probably no better people to watch your children
than the denizens of Bruce, Wisconsin. Kasia and Ellie were
busy running around eating, having fun, and not missing
their Daddies at all . . . Piotr and I ate a bit of the
wonderful spread of food that local volunteers had prepared
and then we hit the road. In some terrible twist of irony,
our hard-working daughters slept the whole way back to the
brown-infested landscape we call the Twin Cities. Such is
the first ski race of 2003 . . .
Race Report from Margie Tilman
Margie Tilman with Josie Nelson
right behind
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I spent the weekend up at the Ridge in one of the only
locations that actually has snow. It is amazing how well kept
those trails are. After a beautiful day, despite the drizzle,
for the Mesabi East Invite we had the same luck on Sunday
for the Ridgenator Duathalon. On Saturday all I could think
about was what boots to wear and I took a poll to see what
everybody else was doing. Per decided to ski the entire race
in his classic boots but knowing that I dislike skating in
my classic boots I decided to try out classic skiing in my
skate boots. Josie Nelson was doing the same thing so I guess
if it seemed awful at least I would not be alone!
About 40 people turned out for the race, which we consider
a success considering the short notice. The start line had
a very festive atmosphere with music playing that helped
calm down my nerves. I took off out of the stadium following
Josie and felt pretty good. After about a km Josie pulled
ahead of me and skied with JoAnn Hanowski. I found that
classic skiing in skate boots was actually quite nice because
you have more control on the downhills and I had no trouble
climbing up the hills. I am beginning to wonder if I should
ever use classic boots again! As I was coming into the stadium
I could see JoAnn heading out onto the skating loop with
Josie following. The transition went smoothly since I only
had to change my skis and poles. I had a great time on the
skating loop and got to ski with Josie, which is always
enjoyable.
This was an exciting and fun race! I enjoyed all the cheers
we received out on the course and appreciate those who helped
to get this race on. Special thanks to Giants Ridge, Enervit
who supplied racers with needed fuel, Finn Sisu and Hoigaards.
Race Report from Brian May
It's a Monday morning in January, which means I should
be recovering from a ski race, which indeed I am! Yesterday
saw the running of the Ridgenator pursuit/duathlon race at
Giant's Ridge, MN. The entry fee was a mere $1 (plus trail
pass) and about 40 skiers toed the line. The event was the
idea of a few Skinnyski.com folks (notably Grant, Dave, Josie,
Per Nelson and Margie Tilmann) spawned by lack of snow elsewhere
and the growing list of race cancellations all around the
mid-west.
Brian May with Ben Dubay, descending
the
Cedar Trail
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Loop one: about 7k classic up the Cedar and then around
the top and back down the Gold. Loop two: about 8k skate
around the Silver. The trails were in great shape, an awesome
classic track had been set on the classic loop, the silver
was set for skate only. The long climb up the Cedar was
tough (it's about 3k long), but the descent allowed some
decent recovery. The Silver is much more rolling, and was
a very enjoyable skate course, though the hills just seem
to keep coming and coming.
Optional gear change in the stadium/exchange area. The
gear combinations varied. I opted to race in classic boots
for the duration, swapping skis and poles at the half. I
did notice a few people striding in skate boots and few
others who did the whole race in classic gear. Nevertheless,
I'm happy with my choice and think that swapping skis/poles
is definitely the way to go. Some sort of combi boot would
probably have been better for the skate portion, but skating
in classic boots is no real problem.
As for the pursuit/duathlon format, this was my first
and I thought it was a lot of fun. It was a small field,
so the mass start and gear exchange were easy and hassle
free. It was neat to do a combined classic/skate race -
fun to see how things stack up overall, not just in terms
of the specialties. The strategy and gear exchange also
made for an interesting race.
Thanks go out to the Nelson/Tilmann gang for oranizing
the event, Enervit, Finn Sisu and Hoigaards for supplying
lots of prizes (an insane amount given the $1 entry fee)
and Bruce Adelsman of Skinnyski.com for his support.
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