Totem 2009

Veterans and Novices

Normally the previous year's winners are assigned Car #1; running that spot is equal parts honor and duty.

The honor should be obvious, pride of place wot wot. And there are benefits to running up front: you never have to wait in line for the pump at the gas stops; the locals that you see still have no idea that their road is hosting a mass migration of four-wheelers; the low, wet spots on the section aren't chewed into mudholes; where there's snowpack, it isn't all shiny and slick; and there are no deep tracks in the snow leading off the road ... yet.

But there's a price, too, for running out front. You'll be the first to find the one really slippery corner, or the blown-down tree, or the
nodding control crew. It's like being point man on patrol. On balance, giving #1 to last year's winners is probably a handicapping method, sort of like the NBA's allocating the worst draft positions to the best performing teams. More evidence: The rallymaster calls it "The Curse Of Car #1".

Well, then, who won Totem 2008? Glenn Wallace & R. Dale Kraushaar did. In winning last year, those two zeroed the entire second day. If ever a handicap was called for...

But we got to the Bear's Claw, and #1 was not on their car; instead, they were carrying #2. Whaaa? Those guys are veterans, they know the drill -- how'd they miss the duty?

Pffft. Veterans? I'll give you veterans. The team in the lead car included a man who first ran Totem in 1959. APPARENTLY, if you show up with a pedigree like that, they just bow and hand you the #1. This time, the award of first position is all about honor.

Near the other end of the train, running #20, a novice team's in a 4x4 pickup with 31" tires. They've strapped down some big chunks of wood in the back... is that for weight? Or is there a bonfire later? I feel a mild sense of dread on their behalf, but I can't think of a way to warn them without sounding like a jerk or a fuddy-duddy. As Glenn Wallace put it, `Nobody likes the "you're doomed" speech.' Same goes for the very pretty Golf, with its supercharger and roll cage; the car doesn't seem quite right for where we're headed.

And finally, there's a leviathan of steel, a sled so wide and so long and so heavy that calculations of its polar momentum outstrip our calculator's registers: it's the Rally de Ville.

Snow

We went through Tech in the midst of snow flurries, a delightful hint of what was to come. Snow's what we hope for; snow's what makes Winter rallies such a draw. And Totem did not disappoint: we had light coatings that looked like drizzled icing on a Bundt cake; we had 6 or 8 centimeters of slightly moist snow in granules, like beach sand; we had, early Sunday morning, some churned up brown slush. There was snow, snow, snow, gravel, and snow. Reliable wit Eric Horst opined, "The snowiest Thunderbird I ever saw was a Totem in 2009."

What we didn't have a lot of was ice -- and no one was complaining. You might remember that the final section on Sunday last year was mostly ice and mostly hilly. Some 2-wheel-drive cars didn't make it over, and some AWD cars struggled to. This year, there were lots of new-looking studded snow tires scratching their way around Cache Creek before the start.

Winter Scoring

To balance out the snow and ice, the B.C. winter rallies grant three flavors of time relief.

The first is a one-second-each-way grace period around perfect time. If your team crosses the timing mark up to a second before, or up to a second after, the time the rallymaster's calculated, you get a zero.

The second type of relief expands the grace period after you've taken points. If churned up brown slush forces you to slow below CAST, and you're, say, 20 seconds late into Control #1, you'll take 19 points there -- but if thereafter you're able to hold the CAST, you'll still be 20 seconds late into Control #2. It would be uncivil to give you another 19 points for the same shortcoming, so the grace period expands, for you alone, to encompass the amount you were late at the previous control. So your second 20 seconds late is accorded zero points. You can nibble away at your lateness up 'til the end of the section, and so long as you get
closer to zero seconds off, you'll not take any more points.

The final variety of relief is a garden-variety time declaration. Time decs were only recently adopted, and there's still a certain
distaste for them. Long time competitors disparage their use, preferring to just run late and take the points they take.

A time dec "should" only be claimed for delays out of one's control... but that meaning is obviously fluid. We found a 400 pound
Angus heifer standing sideways in the center of the road; it took us ten or more seconds to slow, avoid, and creep around her. Is that delay time-dec worthy? Normally we'd just hump it up above CAST and catch up -- but this was on the slush, and I'd been near to my limit just to reach CAST. Faster wasn't an option. Perhaps if the scores were, on average, larger, the hyper-competitive folks would be more willing to take the points -- but ten points is about five places in Unlimited.

Saturday night scoring came together quickly (more about that in a bit), and Paul circulated the provisional scores. With his charming oscillating timbre, Paul the rallymaster always sounds slightly surprised. He had this comment:

"I'm going to be pressed to abandon Winter scoring."

"Why?"

"We have multiple teams with one point."

So we knew it was going to be tight. In Unlimited, it was 1-1-3-4-5 on Saturday night.

And, of course, Offs

Sad to say, the 4x4 truck didn't make it to noon on Saturday. They slid off with enough forward vector to deploy the airbags, and the shaken co-driver wisely called a halt. The race-ready Golf wasn't winter-rally-ready, and rolled early on. So far no serious injuries, and I trust it won't spoil it for you if I say there were no serious injuries over the weekend. There were, though, plenty more excursions into the B.C. scenery. I think Sweep did six extractions the first day, from a field of 21 cars.

Saturday ran late into the evening. I guess it usually does, but I recall feeling surprise when I glanced at the Timewise clock just after the midpoint break, and it read 5:30:00. It was fully dark, and there were four sections left to run. Just before the start of the last section, barely outside Williams Lake, the snow was falling in earnest.

The route took a loop off the Frasier Road, and two control crews were heading in to their worker locations from the backside, running counter-course. After a long straight stretch, there was a flat-to-off-camber 90 right on the edge of a ravine, and the sticking snow at the outer edge lay atop withered grass. The leading car braked, set up, turned, and drifted just a skance wide -- too much! Despite AWD and snow tires and a thorough driver warm-up on like conditions, there was not enough room to save it. They went forward, off the edge.

The folks in the trailing car, if they did not actually see it, caught on very quickly, and were immediately on the radio.

DIGRESSION: If you do not hold a HAM license, stop reading this and go begin studying for the Technician level exam. You may pick this up again later.

The first radio report gave chills to everyone listening. The car was invisible, out of sight somewhere down in the trees. No one else was nearby. Cars #0 -- #6 were already on course, but some 30km from the location. There was no cell coverage. The organizers quickly dispatched one of the workers towards town... and then there was a collective sigh, like a half a hurricane, as the workers in the leading car (who'd gone down the ravine) came on the radio sounding practically conversational.

We continued, on route, on time, following the rallymaster's lead, along the quickest path to the spot. The hillside was steep, slippery, and unclimbable. Rescuers made up a lifeline of towstraps, and tossed one end down. We arrived just as the workers were pulled over the top. They and their bags were quickly bundled away to the hotel, seemingly no worse for wear. The car was left to slumber in the deepening snow, and (not to foreshadow too much) so too slept an overlooked control log.

The Twist

We went on on Sunday, while Ron stuck around Williams Lake to get the car. After the slushy first section, there was a lengthy regularity along Spring Lake that was simply marvelous, in deep, tacky snow, and lacking the usual underlayment of ice. Two more sections took us to the end. As usual, Sunday's scores were better than Saturday's. Back in Cache Creek, it appeared that both the front-runners had taken a single point on Sunday, and it looked like breaking a 2-2 tie would be necessary.

But the control log that'd been lurking in the ravine was retrieved with the car, and delivered to the rallymaster. That score sheet dealt a critical blow to one of the leading teams. With those latent scores included, the second place team had half again as many points as the winners!

That is, they had 3 points total, and the winners had 2.

Epilogue

I sense the day is near when a team will zero both days of a B.C. Winter Rally, and perhaps as close is the day when we'll need to break a tie at that score. It could happen next February, at The Thunderbird. I strongly recommend that you go to The Thunderbird, and when you do, bring your two-meter radio. You never know when you'll need it.