Rock Thies took home the 2012 lawnchair trophy with his monoski design that has revolutionized the lawnchair racing industry.
Timm Turrentine's sound system on skis got second. I don't know who got third, but I got a pretty sweet bruise on my left arm and Ben Hayes learned what happens if you come at me from the left.
Roll the video. And check out the second one for footage from the lodge.
Thanks, Russ.
Jon Rombach is a writer and river guide headquartered in Oregon's Wallowa Valley. His newspaper column, 'And Furthermore,' appears in the Wallowa County Chieftain. The Gearboat Chronicles cover life on the river, updated every week at windingwatersrafting.com. Publications include Utne Reader, Backpacker, Sports Afield, Mother Earth News and other fine, upstanding journals you may or may not have ever heard of.
Showing posts with label Fergifest lawnchair race. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fergifest lawnchair race. Show all posts
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Naschair Racer
Bristling with skis, the Rombach Industries X12 Next-Generation Lawn Chair Racer has just been unveiled at a press conference in my yard on the eve of the Ferguson Ridge Ski Area's annual Fergifest lawnchair race.
Nothing says go-fast like magenta racing stripes.
Highlights of the design include ultra-lightweight safety features achieved by not having any. This is offset by many sharp points that will be nearly impossible to avoid in the event of a crash.
Powered by high-octane gravity and built around the engineering principle that whatever's lying around in your shop might as well be used, this year's model strives to be able to turn, a feature that was overlooked in the previous model and would have come in real handy.
Also, I totally copied Paul Arentsen's design, which has carried him to glory three times now and I feel pretty good about my industrial espionage.
Also, I totally copied Paul Arentsen's design, which has carried him to glory three times now and I feel pretty good about my industrial espionage.
Due to construction delays caused by building it at the last minute, the shakedown cruise will be combined with the actual race and we'll see how she does.
Monday, April 4, 2011
When kayaks and lawnchairs collide
(Chieftain column, April 7, 2011)
I’d like to report an accident. A kayak ran over me Saturday. It was orange and moving quite fast. I couldn’t avoid the collision because I was trapped in a lawnchair at the time and the metal sled bolted under the chair was stuck in the snow.
Luckily my father taught me when I was a boy that if you ever find yourself in a downhill lawnchair race at a community ski area about to be run over by a whitewater kayak and can’t roll out of the way, just put up one of your legs and kick the oncoming kayak. Thanks, Dad. Worked great. Been limping since then, but think it’s just a pulled calf muscle. Jake Kurtz thinks he dislocated a shoulder in the same race, so I got off easy.
We might solve the energy crisis if Wallowa County skiers ever apply the same thought and effort toward other forms of transportation as they do sliding down a hill sitting on lawnchairs. The lineup before the race looks like a full-scale version of the pinewood derby on skis, inspired by old issues of Popular Mechanics and The Road Warrior. Timm Turrentine constructed a racing machine along these lines with a bumping stereo system he used to crank ‘Flight of the Valkyries’ during the race for mood music.
Two-time lawnchair race champion Paul Arentsen currently holds the patent on the winning design. It’s deceptively simple, with solid engineering theory at work. He got up enough speed this year to bounce off the video camera strapped to his helmet. Paul was so confident he’d be out in front that he pointed his helmet-cam backwards this year to get video of the people he was beating. That’s pretty bold. Bordering on cocky. And I told him so. I had to tell him using sign language, because I was still out of breath from climbing the hill with my lawnchair racer, which refused to be pulled up the mountain on the T-bar.
Some people might get discouraged when their racing vehicle refuses to be pulled uphill in a straight line—but I designed this thing to go one way. Down. So I saw this as a good sign. I put my racer over my shoulder and marched up the side of that mountain, pausing occasionally to catch my breath in the brisk mountain air and cough out my spleen, two gall stones and I think one of my Achilles tendons. It’s kind of steep.
Strategy is important. You want to line up on the left side because the slope pulls you into the trees on the right. Also you want to be far away from the guy with the kayak that has two skis zip-tied on either side of a 2x4. I got my starting spot on the left, but it was mixed blessings. So did the kayak. I saw that contraption at the bottom of the hill and thought, “That’s an accident waiting to happen.”
Turrentine hit play on “Flight of the Valkyries,” then it was Three, Two, One, Go and the race was on. I shoved off, got up speed and my sled that kept turning downhill when I tried going up now changed it’s mind and veered hard uphill when I thought we were going down.
I looked up to see the kayak coming right for me. Turns out it was an accident waiting to happen. But at least the wait was over.
And I can’t wait for next year’s Fergifest.
I’d like to report an accident. A kayak ran over me Saturday. It was orange and moving quite fast. I couldn’t avoid the collision because I was trapped in a lawnchair at the time and the metal sled bolted under the chair was stuck in the snow.
Luckily my father taught me when I was a boy that if you ever find yourself in a downhill lawnchair race at a community ski area about to be run over by a whitewater kayak and can’t roll out of the way, just put up one of your legs and kick the oncoming kayak. Thanks, Dad. Worked great. Been limping since then, but think it’s just a pulled calf muscle. Jake Kurtz thinks he dislocated a shoulder in the same race, so I got off easy.
I'm the little black dot that gets pummeled about the 40-second mark. Next year: rollcage.
Two-time lawnchair race champion Paul Arentsen currently holds the patent on the winning design. It’s deceptively simple, with solid engineering theory at work. He got up enough speed this year to bounce off the video camera strapped to his helmet. Paul was so confident he’d be out in front that he pointed his helmet-cam backwards this year to get video of the people he was beating. That’s pretty bold. Bordering on cocky. And I told him so. I had to tell him using sign language, because I was still out of breath from climbing the hill with my lawnchair racer, which refused to be pulled up the mountain on the T-bar.
Paul's winning sled is in the upper-right. My not-winning sled in the foreground.
Some people might get discouraged when their racing vehicle refuses to be pulled uphill in a straight line—but I designed this thing to go one way. Down. So I saw this as a good sign. I put my racer over my shoulder and marched up the side of that mountain, pausing occasionally to catch my breath in the brisk mountain air and cough out my spleen, two gall stones and I think one of my Achilles tendons. It’s kind of steep.
Strategy is important. You want to line up on the left side because the slope pulls you into the trees on the right. Also you want to be far away from the guy with the kayak that has two skis zip-tied on either side of a 2x4. I got my starting spot on the left, but it was mixed blessings. So did the kayak. I saw that contraption at the bottom of the hill and thought, “That’s an accident waiting to happen.”
Turrentine hit play on “Flight of the Valkyries,” then it was Three, Two, One, Go and the race was on. I shoved off, got up speed and my sled that kept turning downhill when I tried going up now changed it’s mind and veered hard uphill when I thought we were going down.
I looked up to see the kayak coming right for me. Turns out it was an accident waiting to happen. But at least the wait was over.
And I can’t wait for next year’s Fergifest.
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