We left NYC the day the Ontario fires started spreading smoke over the city. The moment we were loading our bikes into the car in the evening was when the haze really became apparent. It was getting pretty spooky out there, and I was really thankful to be getting out of the city just in time for this event. It’s a horrible thing happening to our planet, but selfishly I was glad to make it out of the city with just a 2 hour delay to our schedule. A short 6 hours later we were in some very welcome glacial air.
This was my second year competing in The Rift, and this time I’d be joined by my team Weis Factory Gravel, my girlfriend and her team KruisCX, plus a few more good friends from NYC. It was kind of crazy seeing so many folks from the Big Apple coming together for this event. It’s a strange feeling being in a different part of the world, yet surrounded by all these friendly faces. Hell, we didn't know NYC-based Continental Ostroy would be there until we saw them at the start line. It takes a big event like this to get everyone to show up at the same time. Just try and get 10 people on the same page to travel to a magical place like Iceland without a common goal…
