Where did this take place? Was it around Hayward and it's environs?
I spoke with a friend this weekend that said he and his dad managed to turn around once on the uphill side of the river and head back the way they came in. Wow.
I rode this event on Bultaco Bandido 360. I don't know how any one could get back up the hill. I made it across the river and up the hill on the other side. I was happy to just get my bike back to the start area.
Dad and friends were in the race it had rained very heavy for a week are so before, the CC camp river was flowing fast .Are start time 10:35 I got to the first cheek in good time but got lost due to the running colors on arrows & people turning around it was a mess. Dad on his Sachs w/out lights along with Rick on his Penton made it back riding behind a bike w/lights at 11:05 at night we had to cut his two pair of Levis off him, he asked for a beer before we could get it he drank a shot. I ended up thinking the finish was the 2nd stop for gas. My friend who was waiting thought I won what'a laugh my Penton was trashed. Rick & dad said going down the hill to the river they were off there bikes 3 gear gas-ing on pushing them with solid wheels of mud. Making it though the now deep river, made it so you couldn't get a run, dad still wants to punch the guy on the greeves who center punched him crossing the river who hit a rock.
I was a "RICHMOND RAMBLER" back in the day.My # was 1356 to start...ON AN ACE 100 HODAKA...When I got to the river there were 100's of M/C's stuck...My Hodaka and I finished the event.Made it back to the Rambler campsite 7:00 that night..The club graced me with " HODAKA DAVE" the rest is history..What a great ride...
I rode the Enduro also. It rained the week before and the day during the Enduro. I made it to the river which was at one time a stream and I managed to make it across then it was all a muddy uphill all the way to the noon check which I made it to. I had a number 346 and at the noon check the highest number that I saw there was a number 86 so I thought I was doing great. When I went to start my bike it wouldn't start. I pulled the plug it was packed full of mud. Someone loan me a spark plug my bike started and it rattled like hell. I drove a little further and there was a sign that said Finish Line 50 miles Camp 20 miles. With the sound of the engine I took the 20 mile route. I was soaking wet freezing cold and made it back to camp. I was so cold they had to pry me off of the bike. There was another friend of mine named Gary Clark who everyone called Iron Man. He rode the race got a rear flat tire before the first check found a barbed wire fence got the wire and wired his tire on to the rear Rim Road the entire race that way and finish the race. Out of 1,500 Riders there were only 47 that finished the race. By the way I never got a trophy for that race even though I was the only novel that made it to the noon check that I know of