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| - My experience was similar to those who posted previously. I expected a little more organization and more intensity, but no such luck. Since the three of us traveled in from other States, it was a touch disappointing. The ride there wasn't great since it's a bit remote. There was serious traffic getting in and out of the lot. Fortunately, we cabbed it and saved ourselves the trouble. Still, get there early to avoid some of the hassle.
My group signed up for an early time, thank goodness. Still, the lines were a mess, even at 8:30 in the morning. Things weren't well marked and the staff was overwhelmed. It seemed like the lines never died down. The lines to check-in and to reclaim our bags took just as long as the initial line. There was zero enforcement, so we dealt with line-jumpers constantly. That was only tolerable because we watched the majority of said impatient people get sent away when they reached the front because they had crashed the wrong line. Grow up, folks - we all have to wait.
Our wave went off right on time and it was nicely spaced. It didn't feel like you were running on top of everyone else. There was little shade to be had the first mile or so, and it felt like forever before we saw the first obstacle. I expected more obstacles for some reason. There were a few extended jogs between things - I'd have preferred more to do along the way. Most of the obstacles were easy to navigate, though my lack of height did me zero favors on a few of them.
Unfortunately, the end was my least favorite part. Jumping the fire was near, but the mud pit was awful. It was packed with people, many of them stuck and panicking in the thick, red clay. I managed to get around people who helped others out, but we were getting yelled at by the next wave trying to overtake us. Contrary to what they seemed to believe, everyone was going as fast as possible. The clay was just too thick and oppressive. Some folks snuck out the side. I was lucky enough to have someone help pull me over the ledge at the end. Whew.
Showering off didn't really happen, either. There wasn't a decent drainage system and the only way out was the way you walked in. The water pressure from the hoses was inconsistent and they took to spraying us down with the trucks at one point. There was no real way to get all the mud off, so my group gave up and went in search of towels instead. Oh, and we completely clogged the tub at the hotel when we tried to rinse our clothing. Yuck!
The after party was worth the madness. There was plenty of quality beer and food to be had, and I was shocked that the prices weren't higher. The burgers were good, and I tore thru a tender turkey leg like no one's business. The lack of shade was a bummer in that we had to drink our beer faster, but we managed. They kept music pumping as well, so we stuck around well into the late afternoon.
Not sure I'd travel there again, but another Warrior Dash might be in my future. Carpool, show up early, and stay for the beer!
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