Hill Climb Racing. Colorado Hill Climb Racing

 It takes everything I have to compete in these events. These "Hill Climbs".  No, not nitro burning extended swing arm chained tire drag race, what every red blooded yankey doodle thinks of when I tell them that Hill Climb racing is my main focus these days.(Although that looks fun and challenging in it's own way) The Hill Climb I love is rather a rare treasure left behind in the old dust of Pikes Peak. These Colorado gravel roads. Switch backing up mountains through forests, sheer cliff edges, and the occasional fucking Brown Bear.  As the cars both blue groove and chew the surface, the breaking points change, the random large rocks get kicked out of the ditch and into the line where concealing tree shadows can change from morning to evening. All the while the comfort zone expands into the limit of possible speed, constantly clawing for the new course record. What better a test to one's ability. A beautiful back drop to find a machine's character, become one with the controls all the way through to the tires, and exploit every tiny molecular piece of matter that makes traction. Yum.