October 9 @ 7:30 am – October 10 @ 5:00 pm
BE AWARE THAT
This is, despite the follow cars, a self-supported race through some of the most remote patches of desert in the continental U.S. Depending on where you are relative to the follow cars, you might have to hang out for hours before we can get to you. We’re going to do our damndest to make sure that no one spends a night out in the desert but be ready to spend a night out in the desert. Feel free to pack all of your worst fears! Just go nuts. Things happen and they happen bad in the desert, so be ready. Wear a helmet (looking at you, Jamie), bring appropriate clothing, bring more water than you strictly need, because you might not get to the next aid station as quick as you think and it can get surprisingly hot in the basins in October.
Also: lights. Bring enough of them that you could ride for – and this is a possibility – 12 hours in darkness. Our last finisher from the first year rode for 12 hours in the dark. Bring a front and a rear light and whatever you need to keep them running.
So, repeat after me: “I might die if I don’t bring enough stuff. I might die if I don’t bring enough stuff…”
In that spirit, the course is not going to be marked in the slightest. You need to have a working GPS device and the ability to read the thing. Even if it’s just your phone, Trailforks works without a cell signal. Service has gotten better on the route but it isn’t something that you can count on. Even if you’ve ridden the route, remember that this year’s different and you might be too gassed to recall where to go.
WTF, You’re Charging Me?!
This is somewhere between a big group ride and an organized charity ride. Either way, it costs a lot of money to put on (well, actually no, but I’m a grad student so it feels like a lot of money) even without the frills. My goal is still the same as ever: to do the ride so that people who are just as broke as me can do it. We’re about $5 more expensive than a local CX race and you don’t have to have a license AND you get pizza at the end
AND a place to lay your head. So yeah, I’m charging this year. All the money from registration goes to the costs of getting everyone from EaMo to Wendover and back alive and upright (that includes BLM permits, paying for food for volunteers to hand out and to eat at the end, transportation, transportation, transportation, you get the gist). I definitely take tips but you’ll have to email me direct because this page is all about the ride. Plus, this way, I don’t have to sort out Venmo and GoFundMe and a half-dozen other things.
DONATE to Our Partners!
Wendover has welcomed us with open arms and it’s only fitting that we show our hosts some gratitude so please donate to the two funds. The Wendover Airfield Museum Fund will go straight to the museum and the School Fund will be divided three ways between Ibapah Elementary School, West Wendover High School, and Wendover High School to use however they see fit. The Airfield Museum has allowed us to borrow their awesome facilities to give everyone a place to stay and to use as our finish line and they’re entirely donation-driven AND an absolutely amazing museum to boot. I shouldn’t even have to justify donating to rural schools. But yeah, donate to them, if for no other reason that these communities have been amazing to us.
Not even going to try. If the ride is cancelled due to monsoon (rain alone won’t cut it – this is a self-supported ride after all), then whatever money I have left after non-refundable deposits just rolls over to the next year. Once this sucker gets big enough (for example, I’m trying to hire a bus), it gets real hard to just pivot to the next weekend.