My main man, George Zack, got into burro racing a few years back. Last weekend, he ended up in 1st place in the race over in Fairplay, CO. Given that confidence builder, he decided to tow the line again this weekend over in Leadville. I was having the night run so I coaxed George into staying here with his family, manning an aid station, then racing his ass the next day. Yep, its all ass jokes all the time with George these days.
The race went out at 11 AM, which is a very unreasonable hour for a mountain race but the crowds were "parade deep" down the street. So not a bad start! George just took it out in the back of the pack sizing up the competition. The race was on up to Mosquito Pass at 13,000+ feet. I have run up there in the Leadville Marathon so I knew the roads and such. We then jumped in the H2 and took the 4WD roads up along the course with the racers. Gave them a wide berth because burros like to freak and ran up the road to checkpoint/aid stations beyond. We saw George come through and he had motored nicely through the pack and was tied for the lead. Speedy Jack, his burro, was well mannered and moving good. Lots of others were whipping and fighting the burros to keep them moving straight. This is an animal control situation first and foremost.
We watched a bit more with the kids and checked out some old mines then headed back into town to eat and check out the rest of the Boom Days festivities.
We got word that George was inbound so I took his son, John, and we ran a mile down the road to greet them and lead them in. George as in great spirits after 21 miles of burro handling and running. He was moving well. Faster than I could go as my lungs were protesting the sprint down the road while videoing.
He was neck and neck with a fellow burro racer who happened to be in a different race so it wasn't a competition but they treated it like one. The crowds cheered and George crossed the line first for the 2nd time in two weeks. Wow!
Someone wanted an autograph!
Some finishing video! Jerky at first but then you get to see the acceptance speech.
John calms Jack a bit. Jack just wanted a drink at this point I think. The burros do not drink in the race. I was told the are 2nd to camels in their water consumption.
You don't count until they inventory your gear and weigh it all out.
George, you are truly an ass man!
Flowers for the champ!
Jack, you are a sweetheart. My kids want to adopt you. Or make me race a burro next year?
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