Andrews Motorsports - The good ole days

Every once in a while, you'll hear the phrase "all good things must come to an end". I really wish I could give a good answer as to why this type of thing happens, but I can't. All I can say is... that's life.

I think we all agree that riding at Andrews was mx at it's best. Mike always took care of his track and you better believe it was for the advanced rider. Big jumps were just around a few tight corners, up hill, down hill and a hi-speed straight-away that would have your bike swapping like a fish out of water if you're not focused keeping it between your legs.

And best of all... the best whoops in town. So lets take a trip down memory lane and re-live the good ole days, shall we!

The whoop-de-dos:

No one... and I do mean no one, had a set of whoops like Andrews Motorsports. Most riders would double all the way through (including myself) and the advanced riders would either triple through or skim the tops. I've even witnessed a rider quad through these bad boys. Pretty ballzy don't ya think? Once you think you have em down, Mike would re-build the whoops back up to man status. I can still hear Mike saying... "ah these whoops are just speed bumps to the top pros". And I'd say he's right  on the mark with that statement.

The Winter.

Andrews was always closed during the months of January and February to let the coldest weather pass. And then, would re-open the first weekend of March. These were the times we'd all load up and head to the sand pits in SC for some good ole sand riding. By the time the track was open for the year, it was a good month or two before the leaves started blooming. It was cold at times but there was nothing like a good ride to get you all warmed up.

Next was the Spring and Summer time. At this point, the track was in full swing and all the riders would bring there awnings to keep the heat and sun off their head. Even with this track being buried in the woods, the roughness of the track would bring out the exhaustion. My point here is when you left Mikes track, you left know you just rode a mans track.

The Fall season. Now this is always my favorite time of year. You know that Andrews would be groomed with all kinds of natures color with the entire track being surrounded by trees.

And once it's all said and done and your packed up and ready to hit the road, there was nothing like the high fives from riders for a good day of riding. We had the best of times... for sure.