Let the racing begin!

The first race of the season is under our belts and what a great race day it was.  Up at 3:30am, kids in the car and we're on the road an hour later.  I was a bit under the weather but MotoMoms have to be there for their kids.  I can't expect him to stay strong and not wimp out if I do.

The weather called for rain, and lot of it but it stayed pretty light for a while and then it didn't.  No thunder no lightning-you guessed it.  They ride, all in all it ended up being a good day.  The track was a mud bog, the first race wasn't too bad but the more racing went on coupled with the rain, the worse the track got.  I believe the word Quicksand was mentioned a few hundred times. 

Liam was on fire during practice and the first race didn't disappoint.  The first moto he came in second place.  He amazes me everyday!  He went up to the other riders as they came off the track and told them what a great job they did. Sure, at 6 it's good sportsmanship, at 10 not so much.  Liam cheered on a few of his buddies G and T before racing the first moto of his next race class, 50 Novice.

The time had come for his second race this time with the KTM.  The track conditions were tough but he made it through.  This class is for more advanced riders (it's all about the seat time), unfortunately, the mud was thick and the kids were getting stuck, falling over and truth be told, KTM's don't like mud!  Liam didn't get all the laps in, it was decided he would race the TTR50 in the second moto for this class.

MOTO 2 for both classes were still a struggle.  With mud as deep as their foot pegs, Liam stayed slow and steady threw it all.  He finished second place again gauranteeing him a second place finish for the day in the junior 50 class.  The 50 Novice was a different story...he went out on the TTR just as he had in the junior class moto2 but continued getting caught up in the mud.  It seemed he was "walking"the bike more then he was riding it.  By the third lap he was half way around the track when the bike just stopped.  It wouldn't do anything, the flagger helped him and the "track tech" went over but nothing!  We thought for sure the engine was cracked.

Once the bike came off the track and it was cleaned up (Thank you, moto-families with gas powered pressure washers) the bike didn't seem that bad off.  The next day Sean gave the bike an extra look over and it wasn't the engine at all....YIPPEE!!!  I totally did the Snoopy dance!  The parts have been ordered and will be replaced in time for the next race! 

I love watching my guys ride and I love the enjoyment they have doing it.  He's only 6, he can still change his mind....many times...right?  My gut feeling is he wont, I guess I can dream of Hawaiian beaches and umbrella drinks as I am sitting in my chair covered in dust listening to different tones, feeling the vibrations and yelling "WHAAAAT?" as a pack of riders BRRRRAAAAPPPPP and RRRIIINGGG DING DING DING by me.  Because I am a MOTO-MOM!