Cross season ends on muddy and memorable note

Held under clear, sunny skies on Sauvie Island — a rural paradise just north of Portland — the inaugural Kruger’s Crossing capped another wild and crazy Portland cyclocross season.

For a sport that revels in adverse conditions it’s fitting that the season ended on a course that challenged racers with thick, slippery, deep mud. Many sections of the course rendered pedaling useless and racers were forced to walk, run, or crawl their way to the finish.

Kruger's Crossing Cyclocross Race Kruger's Crossing Cyclocross Race

Race organizer Kris Schamp estimated around 50 derailleurs met their demise, their inner workings proved no match for the clumpy, hay-and-straw mud mixture. It was definitely a good day to ride a singlespeed.

Kruger's Crossing Cyclocross Race Kruger's Crossing Cyclocross Race

Regardless of their bikes, I don’t think any of the racers will soon forget their time in the Corn Maze. The entrance looked innocent enough, but once inside, it was all slime and stalks and there was no turning back.

[The corn maze claimed many victims.]

The owner of the farm, Don Kruger, was on hand to get a taste of cyclocross. He loved what he saw,

“I think my farm is perfect for an event like this…and this is my kind of crowd. I’d love to see this become a yearly tradition.”

Kruger's Crossing Cyclocross Race

While I spoke with Don, we watched mud-drenched racers chug bottles of beer as excited spectators roared in approval.

The crowds and the bonfire filled in the scene and although I’m a bit sad that the season has ended, it’s great to know we’ve got another classic event to look forward to next year.

Big thanks to Portland Racing and Team Veloshop who put on a fantastic event. Oh, and Team Beer wins the award for most spirit…or should that be for drinking the most spirits…oh nevermind.

Don’t miss the rest of the photos in the Kruger’s Crossing photo gallery.

Jonathan Maus (Publisher/Editor)

Jonathan Maus (Publisher/Editor)

Founder of BikePortland (in 2005). Father of three. North Portlander. Basketball lover. Car owner and driver. If you have questions or feedback about this site or my work, feel free to contact me at @jonathan_maus on Twitter, via email at maus.jonathan@gmail.com, or phone/text at 503-706-8804. Also, if you read and appreciate this site, please become a supporter.

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Dan Kaufman
17 years ago

Here is some video clips to go along with the great photos.

http://www.pdxk.com/crankmychain/2006/12/images-from-krugers-crossing.html

Darren
Darren
17 years ago

A great event at a great location. I loved it, my bike tolerated it. What a way to end a season. Congrats and thanks to Kris, Don and Veloshop. The extra hour of sleep was nice too.

Adams Carroll (News Intern)
17 years ago

awesome video Dan..you really captured the feeling of the event, and I love the chit chat with you and your son ;-). look forward to that ’06 Cross season DVD!

tonyt
tonyt
17 years ago

Kruger’s Crossing – Where derailluers go to die.

I can totally believe the 50 KIA derailluer count. I saw probably 15-20 of those.

VERY glad to be riding single speed.

joel maus
17 years ago

looks like a great time– to attend!! Photos are amazing as always, Jonathan. Soon I will be calling you for photo advice! Job well, very well, done.

Cheers.

barbara kilts
barbara kilts
17 years ago

Fabulous fish-eyes!

Darrin
Darrin
17 years ago

The mud was… well… it sucked, my derailer survived it though, I saw many that didn’t. At least there is plenty of time to get things running before the next race.

Anonymous
Anonymous
17 years ago

So…much…mud.Luckily for me my derailleur did not break, but half of each lap was spent running, walking, and jumping around with my bike on my shoulder or at my side.(I am not a track star,btw, and I wanted to be on my bike more, and pulling mud off my wheel/brakes/chain/derailleur less.)During the other half where I actually got to ride my bike I fell, rode into the corn field, or just barley managed to hold a line through some mud before, well, falling again. One cyclocross fan yelled out “Push it!” to me ,as I jogged by,my retort of “I am!”(literally) resulted in chuckles. There were high spirits despite the course’s domination and I think except for those whose bikes took too much of a beating, good times were had.