Bring on the soap! The Dirty Kanza is running!

Dirty Kanza. Sounds like a case for a censor, doesn’t it? Actually, I suppose a bicycle could pick up a lot of dirt and muck over the 200-mile gravel course.

Hard? I’ll bet! It sounds as though the temperatures at Dirty Kanza can rival those at the Hotter’N Hell 100.

Gravel roads, I suspect, make riding harder when it’s been raining. If my road bike’s tires picked up all that muck it could jam my [rim] brakes. No doubt that’s why MTBs use disc brakes.

I’d need a solid course in bicycle repair/maintenance before I’d be prepared to tackle DK. (Even before starting that, I’d need to get a mountain bike!) I barely know how to change a tube. I’d be lost if I needed to fix a suspension system at the roadside.

What would I do if I were on DK and ran into hail? They say it happens. I guess all I could do would be to  hope that my helmet is sufficient protection from pieces of ice falling from the sky. Stopping to take shelter would hardly be an option: DK  is a race, after all.

And afterwards? Both my “ride” and I would probably need a lot of cleaning up. Time to bring on the soap.