The Penultimate Penultimate...
The Mason Dixon 20/20 Scavenger Hunt Rally, started in 2000, has grown to be the premier 32-hour rally on the east coast. Held over the Memorial Day weekend, it is positioned to be the warm up rally for the major multi-day events held mid-summer. Participants gather to measure themselves against the competition and to see the latest farkling ideas on the market. [Farkling - adding devices and/or other modifications to a rally bike to enhance the competitiveness and safety of the participant.) The Mason Dixon is unique among other 32-hour rallies in that the start and finish locations are the same place rather than the scatter starts of some other rallies. All riders participate on a level playing field.
The 2018 edition of the Mason Dixon 20/20 rally is the rally before the next to the last rally hence the title of this story. The final edition of the MD 20/20 will be held in, er, 2020. Participants in the 2018 and 2019 editions will have dibs on available slots for the final 2020 edition. As in previous editions, the major carrot at the end of the road is the highly coveted automatic draw entry for the winner into the upcoming 11-day Iron Butt Rally.

Based on my success in 2017, I was really looking forward to the 2018 edition. Coming off a disappointing showing in the recent Rock-n-Ride rally the month before, I knew that I needed to step up my game if I were to prepare myself for the upcoming Bull Lite IX 6-day rally in July. So the MD 20/20 prep became an obsession. As per standard procedure, the bonus information was released by the Rallymaster (aka RallyBubba) the Sunday prior to the start. Practically every waking moment outside of the rally funding work activities was spent in planning and replanning the MD route. Fortunately, there is a lot of chatter available for this rally via a dedicated forum and participants were active in asking questions regarding the bonus locations and the requirements spelled out in rally documents (we will return to this point later).
My anxiety level was off the chart leading up to this rally as I thought that I had come up with a super competitive ride plan. I was going to be able to complete 4 Projects including the big Wedding Singer project. As I arrived at the host hotel (Comfort Inn in Martinsburg, WV) on Friday afternoon, only a few riders had arrived. Following check-in we were required to ride a predefined loop to calibrate our odometers. Mine reads about 1.5% slow so that is factored in to my final reported mileage after the rally. Little did I know then, some confusion on recording my odometer/tripmeter numbers would cause some drama after the rally.
Friday night we sat down to a pre-rally dinner (who knew that Walmart fried chicken is really that good!) and swap stories with other riders. Looking around the room there were a lot of 'Big Dawgs' in the crowd including 2-time IBR winner Jim Owen and Butt Lite runner-up Kirsten Talkin-Spaulding. With the knowledge that nearly 1/3 of the participants were previous IBR finishers made my anxiety level rise even further. "Was my plan really that good?" I kept asking myself.

Like everyone else, I gathered up my rally pack and made haste out to the bike to get started. My plan was fairly ambitious so I didn't have time to waste. Storing away my rally pack, I went through my routine, insert ear plugs, connect to and turn on my headset, put phone in the cradle and plug in, put on my LD Comfort dorag, put helmet on, put....jacket...where the hell is my jacket? Crap. Fat Boy don't sprint anymore so I made my best approximation heading back into the hotel, down the stairs, to the banquet room to my seat where my jacket is hanging onto the back of. #^$&#($%&#$ as I had back up the stairs and out to the bike. By this time most of the field has already departed. I lost another 10 minutes of time. Hopefully this would be my one big mistake of the whole rally. Sadly, it wasn't.
Time was ticking away as I kept a watchful eye on my expected time of arrival for the 5:30 pm bonus. Now began the sprint down through West Virginia to capture a few more bonus locations and arrive on time.
Finally I was on the road to the nearby big point bonus location on Lake Norman, NC. Groups of other riders were all converging on this location so a steady stream of bikes filed through the upscale neighborhood surrounding Trump National Golf Club Charlotte. As we arrived at the designated coordinates we happened up a lakeside wedding in progress. It turns out a couple of LD riders were getting hitched and had consented to have their wedding as a big point bonus location. Our task was to assemble precisely at 5:30pm and have a group picture taken with the bride and groom. If you got there at 5:31pm you were SOL.

It was a lot of fun and we were all laughing hard, particularly the official wedding photographer when the 1-2-3 was given and everyone shouted, "Cheesedick!". Needless to say we had to shoot the pic several times.
I had planned on this bonus to take about 30 minutes so I was elated when we were turned loose about 5:40. I really needed the extra cushion as my schedule for reaching my rest bonus was going to push my schedule tomorrow to the point of being razor thin.
All 3 GPS units were giving me 3 different routes so I fell in behind 2 other riders as they looked like they knew where they were going. We skirted along the northside of Charlotte on the beltway before trekking out away from the city on NC-49. Our destination was the Pisgah Covered Bridge. One other rider and I squeezed out ahead of the pack chasing us as we got closer to the bonus. Turning off onto a small county road I was in the lead when we rounded a corner just as a local farmer turned his tractor to parallel the roadway while he was spreading manure in his field. Neither one of us had time to react and were met full force with a covering of dry manure dust. While recording the bonus Jim Owen pulled up next to me and I swear he wrinkled his nose before taking off.
So finally I get to turn back north and start working my way back towards home where I had planned to take my rest bonus. Hitting I-74 to Greensboro where I picked up US29. I was running low on fuel but hoping to make it to Danville, VA as their gas prices are ridiculously low, usually about .30 cheaper than anywhere else. I rolled in to the station showing 8 miles on the range to empty indicator.
Soon after leaving Danville darkness rolled in prior to reaching Lynchburg. The next bonus was on the west side of town and there just wasn't an easy way to get there. After slicing through several back streets (some under construction and others in places that I was uncomfortable) I reached the bonus location where 2 other riders were also. Thankfully they informed me that the sign that we were to take a picture of was missing and that instructions had been passed down to take a picture of the sign hanger along with the street sign nearby. Simple enough but Lynchburg is always a time suck.
I forgot to add this in the original post. For the second time this year, I ran up on a driver's license checkpoint in the middle of BF Virginia during a rally. Two deputies had staked out an intersection and were very interested in why I was riding through deer infested roads at this time of the night. I just said I'm trying to get home and after about 10 minutes they let me go. This is getting really annoying.
Thankfully I've travelled many times from Charlottesville to Fredericksburg and know the fastest route. None of the GPS units will ever plan that route so I was able to shave another 10 minutes off the ETA. Rest bonus started shortly after 1am and I made the short 1 mile run to the house for a quick shower (to get all the manure off me) and to collapse in my own bed.
Status after Day 1:
Day 2 continued...
Great read, James!
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