
Cannonball Run – The Journey Continues
Story by Buck Manning
Photos by Jack Cofano
The riders in the Cannonball Run are an incredible assortment of participants. They include a custom bike builder, a museum curator, a magazine publisher, and even the wife of a Doobie Brother just to name just a few.
Well it seems like only yesterday but the riders in the Cannonball Run have completed over half of their race and amazingly only five of the original starting group have had to drop out of the race due to mechanical issues. Matt Olson #85, of South Dakota who, by the way, is the youngest man to hold the title of Iron Butt Rider was less fortunate as his 1913 Sears hit a pothole during stage 5 and sent Matt ass over teakettle over his handlebars. He sustained a broken forearm, numerous cuts and bruises, and a broken nose. I am happy to report that after surgery Matt is fine as can be expected and I’m sure very disappointed.
As of Monday, the 40 riders still in the race are continuing their journey to Santa Monica battling fatigue, mechanical problems, and I’m sure some very sore butts. Rider #61, Bradford Wilmarth, on his 1913 Excelsior has been holding steady in the number one position for several days and twelve riders are holding perfect scores after 1833 miles including a slew of 1915 Harley-Davidsons in the leading pack.
This is not a race in the usual sense, no one is trying to set fast times or finish in a shootout at the end. This is a race of endurance, camaraderie, and chance to experience the ride of a lifetime. I’m sure friendships have been make that will last for many years, and the respect earned that will change many riders outlook on life.
In the photos included in this article I think I included most of the riders and their bikes at the beginning of the race. I could see the mixture of emotions on the faces of the riders, anticipation, pride, fascination, and smiles that can only be expressed doing something that you truly love.
I have to say that I have the utmost respect for all the riders taking part in this event as I can’t imagine myself riding cross-country with my butt on a bicycle seat on a nearly 100-year-old motorcycle. I was honored to be able to be at the start of the race and would not miss the chance to do it again.