After a short rest and filling up my hydration pack, I headed to the line, ready to take on the 100 degree heat. I always have been told, and live by the saying, “Don’t judge a book by its cover,” and the saying popped into my head when I lined up next to Garett Carlson as I noticed his less-than-pristine YZ250, coupled with worn out gear, and some light brown, leather gardening gloves. As I always do, I struck up some conversation and shook his hand, wishing him luck before the green flag flew. I took the initial lead before getting my front fender stuck in a tire while riding across the famous Glen Helen wet Tire Bridge. All I smelled was wet cow hide as Carlson made the pass, that was the last a saw of the miss-matched gardener. LDS two was filled with all sorts of obstacles, the hardest of which was the triple stacked tractor tires, which is where, for the second year in a row; I teamed up with Mitch Carvolth to conquer the ridiculous obstacle. To be honest, the tires took a lot of energy out of me and I went into survival mode as I entered the LDS canyon, which consists of multiple near vertical drop offs. While coming down the first big drop I was having a casual conversation with Paul Krause who was watching, and dispensing advice, then as he was telling me that I was a wimp, my knee popped out. This had become a semi frequent occurrence (the knee, and the name calling) but I was able to straighten my leg back out and pop it back into place. At this point I was very hot, and went into what I call, “super survival, semi quitter mode,” I wanted to call it a day but knew that if the name caller found out, I’d never hear the end of it. So I decided to suck it up, soil my gear with a yellow liquid, and finish the loop. The rest of the loop was not very challenging, the toughest part was dealing with the heat. I ended up finishing LDS two as one of only 15 finishers within the time limit, and second expert.