Like a painter who loves to capture the beauty of the great outdoors, he sets up in front of his subject in awe with hopes of expressing himself through his paintbrush. I too, sat this morning with Saddleback Mountain as my subject gazing in awe of how majestic, mysterious and in awe of the challenging variety of elements it attracts in hopes to expound on the overflowing emotions trapped in my heart onto paper. You know sometimes your heart and mind are so filled with an experience that when you open your mouth, NOTHING comes out? So, I started to journal all the events of the day and the precious moments that I spent with God. These types of moments I have to know were just for those participating in them. However, my only wish is to have somehow captured all of the joy, pain and tender moments in order to share it with others. There is no greater high ever felt like the high received when God takes you on His tandem.
On November 28th 2006, our very much loved friend Christy’s life was brought to an end. It wouldn’t have been her choice of time to leave at such a young age, but it was according to our Heavenly Father. She did die doing exactly what she loved to do and that was riding her bike.
Saturday, March 3rd 2007, we took on one of the nation’s toughest mountain bike races in her honor in hopes to shine a light into a sometimes very dark world. That light did shine ever so bright up on that mountain.
Some enter this event as a race for the finish, and others, like me, would just like to say they completed it and pay forward the lessons throughout the journey.
According to the world’s standards, there was no award given to us, only the reward of self-fulfillment and the ability to depend on God as we threw ourselves into the mouth of a very unstable mountain that day.
Wind speeds between 40 and 50 miles per hour causing riders, including myself and my teammate to be pushed off our bikes. Trying to pedal up an already steep and technical part of the mountain is already a huge stress on the body and then throw in a head wind with that kind of force is very defeating. On, the other hand, I smiled as I felt that same wind lift us on some of those difficult climbs, feeling an answer to so many friend’s prayers.
The wind also added to existing frigid temperatures up on the mountaintop. The beauty of the snow and pines at times were our only reminder that the mountain does offer peace that through all of this we had forgotten.
Elaine and I rode close together the entire time tackling on the elements, the mental defeats and of course the incredible physical challenges. There were a lot of times you would experience an eerie silence in the midst of hundreds of other riders as they could only focus on bringing there pedals up and around again and again. If you could hook up a special microphone to our sub-conscience, they would be screaming to stop the madness now!
There were many technical downhills as well, but with the wind whipping up, we actually had to pedal on some of that downhill. Our checkpoints were now becoming more and more critical trying to make up for time lost in the center of that angry mountain. My teammate and I made it down one of the most difficult downhill sections with large rocks, steep drop-offs and tight switchbacks in record time. Honestly, it felt as though angels carried us because we had this incredible strength and accuracy.
Of course there is so much else to share. The most incredible part of the day was the Finish Line with a heartbeat. A group of the ladies from our group were waiting at the end of this challenging day yelling and screaming our names all dressed in our new Trail Angel jerseys with arms ready and willing to exchange hugs of love and of course to see Michelle, a friend that shined her light during a dark time of my life. The most precious sight that caught my eye was Christy’s husband and son a midst all of those cheering women feeling proud and loved as we dedicated the day to the most incredible woman in their life.
God Bless you all and oh, remember, there is more regret for not doing something you feel led to do, than actually setting out to do it!
Jacke Van Woerkom
Director of Trail Angels – TrailAngels.com
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