There are always a few go-to events in the area. This week it was the MX races at Walton. Walton is a small, and I mean small rural community. It has a general store, an elevator for crops, and a sizeable tractor dealership, but that is about all. I doubt 500 people live there. There would be no way 500 people live there. However there is a huge MX facility that plays host to quite the event every 3rd week of August. For the first 3 days there is lots of 50cc and 85cc races - kids, elementary aged kids getting the feel. Although as soon as the weekend comes, the big dogs are out and the speed really picks up.
On Sunday afternoon Darrin and I took it in. The weather wasn't so great, but there were still thousands in attendance. The action and talent of the riders exceeded our expectations. Without fear, they had their machines nearly tire to tire, and on their sides, cornering and jumping. It is hard to believe the pounding the bikes, and bodies take.... The bikes especially seem like they are beaten, and treated like a rented car. And I suppose they are. But each bike gets to the starting line clean; very clean. The chains and sprockets look brand new, tires that shine, exhaust lacking mud and debris, and plastic that proudly displays plenty of advertisement. After the race though - not so much.