You know the dragon has taken a bite outta you, now it’s your turn to take some dragon back! Rock this limited edition Next Level super soft T-shirt. Front is on left (duh), back is on…you get the picture. Available in M through XL until they’re gone. Once these $18 shirts are gone, $3 of each shirt sold goes to a Dragon’s Back maintenance fund, managed by our local mountain bike club, Roanoke IMBA. Click any of the payment links below to order.
Portion of proceeds go to Blue Ridge Offroad Cyclists for North Mountain trail maintenance.
Dragon’s Back, or North Mountain, looms over the mountain bike landscape literally and figuratively, a monster of a thing. The daunting profile clearly explains the nickname, becoming only more specific when riding across the 12 mile spine--heavily landscaped with natural slate armor plates and limestone scales that clank and creak at times beneath the wheels. When the leaves are down, a perpetual spectacular view to the east and west are presented along the sometimes inches wide path, as the thunder lizard stretches out with knobs and peaks and a gentle curve towards the north.
Bicycle exploration began in earnest in early 1990, first by national forest printed map, then by personal contact. It was decided that since the ridge was only 12 or so miles long, we’d do it end to end, float tripping as it were with automobiles stashed at either end. In summary, a projected 3 hour tour became an all day ordeal, with cranks falling off, fire anthills swarming, and invisible ridgeline trails. After a complete asswhupping taken, it was decided this place is definitely something special.
Paul Economy and Scott Freday, The Lads of Virginia in those days, had fashioned in 1989 a backcountry race several ridges west on mighty Potts Mountain, called The Great Craig County Escape. Mountain bike racing was rare enough in those days, and that type of public land backcountry 26 mile epic remains so today. Having already explored North Mountain a bit more, I suggested to the Lads that a new race be added to the Craig County collection in 1992, and that it should be called Dragon’s Back. It remained a suggestion and never materialized into being. The Great Escape even went missing that next year. A lot of work, this race promotion business, and I needed help to make this reality. So Dragon’s Back stayed tucked away for a time.
That time was late in 1992 when East Coasters bike shop opened up beside a buffet trough in Roanoke. The first manager, John Corliss, envisioned ambitious plans for the shop with a race being one of those. I presented the Dragon’s Back idea and the rest, as they say, is history. We took one giant step further--lashing it together with the well established Rowdy Dawg in Blacksburg along with the new Thunderr In Holy Land in Thaxton. The Virginia State Championship Mountain Bike Series was born, and the second ever mountain bike race series east of the rockies (West Virginia’s WVMBA series began a year earlier) was born.
April 4, 1993, Dragon’s Back debuts to what would be 15 year run as the lead out race of the series, inspiring more than one competitor to dub it, in NASCAR reference, the Daytona of Virginia. Mother Nature is to credit for that first position because Rowdy Dawg was scheduled to lead out two Sundays earlier. But as things go, a freak March 13 blizzard piled on 18” of drifting snow that hung around for weeks, and was then slotted the week following Dragon’s Back I.
For two years the course climbed Deer Trail, rode the ridge to a Turkey descent, and then knitted together with the rolling gravel of Wildlife Road. Diamond Back pro Gunnar Shogren from Morgantown, WV took the debut win, intimating at the time that Dragon’s Back was clearly unlike any other. Mr. Shogren returned to defend in ‘94 but was thwarted by the 19 year old Junior National Champion named Floyd Landis.
In subsequent years, all three ridge access trails were incorporated in a figure eight pattern that would remain until the end: up Grouse, right to Deer descent, up Grouse, left to Turkey descent, and dirt road scramble back to the start/finish--only 18 miles in length.
One memorable event in the late 90’s...some yayhoos fresh from shooting a turkey, then beer-bonging a case of PBR, discharged their 12 gauge towards a racer out for a Saturday pre-ride. Then they drove wildly and recklessly up and down the road in a menacing manner. A payphone miles away was sought while we kept an eye out for quick cover, and the feds were summoned. This lead to a lengthy investigation, with several camping racers-now-witnesses questioned and ultimately arrests. Two criminals were charged and convicted in federal court with racially motivated assault with a deadly weapon that lead to lengthy prison terms. This lead to my first federal subpoena and thankfully the only one to date.
The first Dragon’s Back XXC (or marathon in USAC land) arrived in 2000 just in time to kick off the millenium. As the second ever XXC (Misty Mountain Hop the first), the 40 mile course used the entire North Mountain ridge trail, and was conceived around the notion: less a race, more a long day’s ride. Beginning in morning, the XXC racers would mingle with the regular 18 mile XC racers, blending to finish all at around the same time. XXC was a hit immediately and now comprises half the participants of entire events--XC plus XXC combined. We have the land, we must ride it! It’s astonishing that our quaint notion of ride quickly morphed into race with finish times sub 4 hours!
The last of the original run of Dragon’s Backs was April 15, 2007, a dark, deeply gray and damp cold spring day. This is memorable because, while the race was well attended and successfully completed despite conditions, things would grow very dark one day later just a few miles away in Blacksburg when 31 people, and their murderer, would perish on the campus of Virginia Tech. Our thoughts remain with those affected to this and every day, and we wish no other similar instance would ever befall innocent people, yet they do.
Aside from being a premier racing venue, Dragon’s Back remains well ridden, and always challenging to this day. The North Mountain Trail has even earned the blue color coding on the National Geographic map #788 notation as a mountain bike trail, the only such designation on that map or many others in the Virginia NatGeo collection.
Would the namesake race ever make a return heralding a second age of the Dragon’s Back? It’s a nice idea--who knows? Anything is possible...
Do not get it twisted. These are some strong riders, and it is perfectly fine to walk when your elevation profile looks like this:
What an idiot.
The entry fee for the RockStar VArace/ride captures the spirit of backcountry riding exquisitely. Entrants can either donate to a trail work advocacy group, or complete 10 hours of trail work. Seeing as the latter involves me out exploring and riding, the trail work option was the only choice. Armed with information from Rob Issem me and my father set out to clear the Hoop Hole Iron Ore trail.
Great minds really do think alike, because when we pulled up none other than Renee and Steve Powers showed up. We found they had a plan to do some work on the upper loop. Renee ranks the Hoop Hole upper loop as her favorite trail of all time, and Steve, a monster of a rider, says the descent is an hour long! Alas, the RockStar will not be touching this portion of trail, so we parted ways.
After doing the small Roaring Run waterfall trail, and taking a gander at the Roaring Run Furnace (which is in impecable condition) we began on the Iron Ore trail.
Immediately we were showered with tree after tree down. Most were rotten, but still took a good deal of sawing to break into a more movable piece. Some were rideable, but we made a point to clear them out anyway, if possible. This climb isn't hard, nor is it easy. We strove to make it as painless as a 1,000 foot climb can be on mile 175 a race.
While it certainly helps, trail work doesn't have to be a full fledged workday with chainsaws. "Be selfish when you move things off the trail, it helps everybody." Kyle Inman's, words on clearing out the trail as you ride. Any bit helps and all it involves is whipping out a Japanese Gomboy saw for a few minutes on some of your more off the map rides. I would like to thank Renee Powers for everything she does both in municipal trails and national forest. That level of dedication even when not on the clock is the same spirit of true backcountry riding that brought me to this great trail.
I'll see you on the RockStar.