
Ed
rings the bell at finish line.
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The Mount Baker Club put another team of athletes on the race course for
the 2007 event, finishing 114th in a field of
over 430 teams. The race consists of seven legs, and eight people make up a team. The Mount Baker
Club team members' stories for the 2007 race are
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All are to be congratulated on a job well done in an effort that was well worth it. Each of these ‘weekend warriors’ made a supreme effort on race day, pushing themselves to the maximum, each one complaining at the end of their part of the race just how hard it had been! Every one has a story to tell, and here they are:
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Cross Country Ski
My
race was a realization that I should
have trained harder. I think I did OK
but was pooped. The funny part for me
was near the finish. I had a little left
in me and spotted a kid in a suit coat.
I got with it and passed him before the
finish line and thought (man, I can’ let
a guy in a costume beat me)… As always I
was very glad to be a part of the race
and to have a great team and sponsor.
Thank you very much and I hope to be
back. - Dave Dean |
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Downhill Ski/Snowboard
This was the first Ski to Sea race
for me and what an experience. My leg
went pretty well overall but I hope I
can do better next year. Thanks to Dave
having a great time I got an early start
and avoided the big crowd going up the
mountain. Wow, what a brutal hike that
is. I was completely exhausted by the
top. Thanks to all my teammates for
making this a very fun weekend. - Keith
Knutson |
Running
I
look like a drown rat in all my race
photos...:) You don't need to get mine
if will save the club some money... –
Brian Kingsberry |
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Road Bike
Our
road cyclist, Stewart Nicholls posted an
excellent course time but was too tired
to write about it. He did show up at
Hovander Park as the canoe team pulled
in, and he looked pretty good! |
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Canoe
- Bow View
I had a funny feeling as I was
leaving Riverside Park in Everson at
9:45 A.M. on race day, and was driving
back to Kit’s house, to get the
paddles. We had arrived at the put-in
at Riverside Park in Everson with no
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What did
the gods have in store for us today I wondered
as I drove 60 miles per hour through open
farmland? The race downriver was pretty much as
expected, low and slow, banging a few canoes
along the way. As we were watching two
canoeists, in waist deep water, take their
overturned canoe onto the beach, we ourselves
rammed the same boulder that apparently had
overturned our two landlubbers. Well, we
scraped it, I waited to overturn, and the
current was our friend, for it pushed the canoe
over the obstacle, while keeping the bow pointed
downriver. At the handoff, the canoe felt like
it weighed 200 lbs, but it was “just my
imagination”. I’m proud to be a part of a team
that started this race in 1911. – Mel Monkelis
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Canoe - Stern View
The loudspeaker at Riverfront Park goes
out, so I can’t hear the numbers as
they’re being called out, but no worries
I’m sure Stewart isn’t in yet, so I
leave Mel with the canoe and wander up
to the hand off area to check things out
and find Stewart sitting on his bike
waiting for me – yikes! |
- so I
take the timing chip and give him a little map
of where Mel’s car is parked that I drew earlier
so he can find it easily then drive it to
Hovander and I lope toward the canoe and the
unsuspecting Mel who has no idea I’m running
toward him until I yell at him, “Mel! Mel!” then
we maneuver around all the canoes in our way,
get to the water, get in the canoe and begin
paddling like the devil was chasing us. After a
while though, we got our rhythm and settled into
an arduous but uneventful trip down the race
course until – hey! Watch that obstruction! Go
right! Go right! Oh crap! we’re going right over
it! Whoooaaa! Whew! Lucky us we didn’t tip over
like the canoeists ahead of us did and who
watched us “jump the log” as we paddled by like
we knew what we were doing! Really no other
excitement except the times where the “crazy
eddys” got hold of the rear of the canoe and we
had to dig hard and deep into that cold green
water to pull away. This was our fourth year
together. Another good race - butterflies and
excitement while waiting to start, the rush of
getting into the water, the long slog downriver,
the euphoria and relief at the end. –Kit
Vonnegut
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Mountain Bike
I’m
Mike Koepp and I did the mountain bike
leg. Considering I didn’t fall off my
bike this year, it went much better. My
last year’s time was 43.42 minutes. This
year, my time was 39.27 minutes, so I
shaved off 4.15 minutes. I’m very happy
about that. The best time in the
mountain bike leg was 30 minutes, so I
only have to shave off another 9 minutes
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The course
seemed to be more difficult this year. There
were several sections of the trail that were
washed away. A big guy that I was following fell
into one of these washed out sections. He
completely disappeared! All I heard was a load
grunt. I got off my bike to help him, but he
popped out of the bushes and said he was all
right, so on I went. I didn’t lose much time
because he got right up.
Anyway, Ed our kayaker was glad to see me, and I
was glad to see him. I passed him the wrist band
and peddled home. - Mike Koepp
Kayak
- The scene had been set. Not necessarily by the
conditions of that particular overcast,
languorous day. But by the many who came before.
Outdoor people, tough...looking for a challenge.
Wind, not too heavy, but building up the waves
over the hours. Kayak plunging down, into the
trough, only to be thrust up onto the next
crest. Paddle blade dipping, trying to catch a
rhythm, sometimes digging practically elbow deep
into the cold, salty water, sometimes just
grabbing a bunch of air. Constant battle keeping
the kayak's nose pointed into the wind. More
strokes on one side than the other but at last,
on the only downwind following seas leg, a
slight respite. A chance to relax. Sip a little
Gatorade from the bag. Again upwind. Trudging
past the bright yellow temporary buoys, finally
heading for the last upwind leg buoy to head for
the finish on the beach. Oh, to ring that bell!!
Exhausted!!! Exhilarated!!! – Ed Lutz

Ron Peterson
rode in the parade on his bike with free
advertising.
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A NOTE OF THANKS
I know all team members deeply appreciate the helpers and alternates for making this, our
8th re-entry into our race such a success - we finished! Foremost, thanks to Kit
Vonnegut, who was captain of the team and
organized the entire operation. Dave
Dean supplied the Pre-race meeting space and
Mike Koepp the Post-race meeting space by
opening up their homes for a club "social".
Without a support team, we might still be up on
the mountain. Thanks to our FANTASTIC
support team: Chelsa Knutson, Sunny Beua,
Bernice Vonnegut, and Connie Koepp. The
club was represented at the Ski to Sea Parade by
long time club members pictured below.

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