
Lake Placid Ironman.
We went straight from RI to NY. Tear down one day, drive one day to Lake Placid NY, then a real day off to do laundry and lay around. Then on Wed it's time to set up again.
Lake Placid is home of the 1932 and 1980 winter Olympics. The locals here do something called the 46er's where they climb all the peaks that are over 4600 ft elevation. A lot like the 14er's of Colorado. I think it's a little tougher in Co though.
Here are some 46's in the distance.
The ski jumps high above the trees.
The weather here is something like Co in the sense that it's chilly in the mornings and hot during the day. It's very green.
On set up day Lawrence, Keith and I took our lunch break out at the bobsled track. They put wheels on the sleds in the summer time and run them on the same track they use in the winter time that is covered by ice. It was expensive but worth it! How many times in your life do you get to ride on an Olympic bobsled course? We were all slightly sore the next day from getting jarred around in the sled.



It rains some days more than others. This morning was a pretty good storm. But at least it didn't sneak up on us as Keith points out. 


Les after a rain battle.
We are at an older hotel run by what sounds like germans. Very heavy accents.
There is no internet unless we go over by the woods to sneak it from the neighboring Econo Lodge
or go out to breakfast with our computers.
Bill at breakfast.

Keith goofing off after work. Doing a no handed track stand. That means he is balancing sitting still there. He's been working on teaching me track stands.


Dennis, our service writer for this trip. He did last week's half, remember?

Some one found an old picture of Lawrence and came up with this.
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Here are some friends/customers from the Harrisonburg area. The Whitmans. Bill is doing his thrid Ironman this weekend

This is Les' long time friend Diane. She hung out with us a few minutes one night.
How many mechanics does it take to true a disc wheel?
So race day finally rolled around on Sunday. It started raining just about the time we quit pumping tires in transition as the last of the racers were getting to the lake to swim. It never stopped the rest of the day. We all got wet...the athletes, the mechanics, the drivers the volunteers. There was just no getting away from it. The rain causes more flats because stuff sticks to the tires when it picked up from the road and works it's way though the tire until it pops the tube. We all changed a lot of tires but Lawrence might have broken a record on his 14 miles section of the course at approx 52. On top of all those flats, he was on a section of the race that uses 4 wheelers to patrol because it is so narrow up in there, so he was out in the rain all day! Good thing someone had a rain jacket to lend him.


I had a warm truck to hang in between repairs luckily.

When we got back to the expo we found a pretty big mess. This was the way for the ambulance to get in and out. The pictue of my feet is what we had inside the tent as well.




Other downtime goofiness:



Then finally the end! The trucks are loaded and ready to head back to North Carolina.



























