2014 Huntsman 140

Saturday the Band of Brothers 4 Briggs set forth on their trek in support of Kim and his family by riding in the Huntsman 140.  The elasticity of that band was tested by the so-called “team members” who were separated from each other by miles as the day wore on.  One did not even go south, he went north!  Bruce, did you flunk your orienteering merit badge?  Elberta is 70 miles south of Salt Lake City.  Kim, we really miss your leadership.

The young riders played on the egos of old ones by causing their male ego to force them to keep a 20 mile an hour pace for the first 70 miles.  By 10:30 we reached the thriving metropolis of Elberta.  It consists of a boarded up Sinclair station as well as a mom and pop shop that was condemned at the close of the 19^th century.

 During the ride we witnessed a miracle.  Woody and his kidney stones were anything but a solid “rock”.  The way he whined all day made me proud—someone actually listens to my complaining and has perfected the art of moaning!  He was dragging most of the ride until the end of the day.  At that point you would expect that his performance would be waning due to dehydration, muscle fatigue, heat and incidences of old age.   But along came a truck with a camera filming a bevy of beautiful female riders.  The combination was irresistible.  Suddenly the old man found his 15^th or 16^th wind and took off as a rocket.  It was in impressive sight.

There were 750 participants in the Huntsman 140 and over $353,000 was raised.  Kim and Vicki joined us at the beginning of the ride for a prayer offered in behalf of Kim and his family.  Just before we left we received great news about his cancer treatment.  Throughout the ride many references were made about him by the group members.  He seemed confident that he will win his battle with cancer.  We all pray for his victory over this challenge.  The Scottish philosopher David Hume once said: “As long as there is life, there is hope.”  Kim we are all hoping for your full recovery and that you will join us next year.  We met many survivors during our journey that day.  We expect you to be another.  

YIPPY SKIPPY!

How many PCRs does it take to change a flat tire?

 

 

For the rest of you..... this is what the FINISH LINE looked like. To climb the mountain and NOT summit is a sin!  PS - little man, I'm counting this as a WIN... :-)