OLD APPLETON — The first riders were out working the track well before 9:30 a.m. Sunday, but it wasn’t looking good.
Riders from all over the country had gathered at Sky High Motocross Park in Old Appleton for the 2 Brothers AHRMA National races, where the heats were scheduled to begin at 10 a.m., but a couple of inches of overnight rain had left parts of the track a muddy, slogging mess.
“Remember to stay high, especially around turn 8,” an announcer warned racers. “Stay high, and you’ll be just fine. Go down low, though, and you’re gonna need some flippers.”
By the time the track had been rerouted around the worst of the soup, the first race was about an hour late in starting.
But late starts are what you make of them, if 74-year-old motocross racer Teddy Landers’ successes are any indication.

“I started racing again at 58,” he said, after more than three decades on the sidelines.
“I’ve always liked bikes,” he said. “But in 1972, I put the bikes in the barn. Didn’t take ’em out until 2000.”
An engineer by trade, he said it’s the perfect constructive outlet for him in his spare time.
“And what’s great about the vintage races is that you can see the entire evolution of the dirt bike,” he said, before launching into an explanation of two-stroke power capabilities and ideal suspension mechanisms.
“And coming to the bike races is just about the people, too,” he said. “I found these guys, and they’re just awesome. They’re all here because they love these machines.”

But Landers, like the other competitors, also is there to win.
“Even though we tell our wives, ‘Oh, honey, I’m just gonna go ride around a bit,’” he said. “If there’s someone in front of you, you want to pass ’em.”
Because he was the only rider in the 70-plus bracket, he won first place just by walking onto the track, but he didn’t care about the plaque, he said
“I’m by nature a bit competitive,” he said.
Indeed, Landers is well-known among other riders, and not in a humor-the-geezer way, either.
“He’s faster than he looks, definitely,” said 19-year-old racer Jesse Pietroburgo. “Really, he’s faster than me.”
Pietroburgo, Landers’ understudy-of-sorts, said while he’s enamored by the mechanical aspect of the motorcycles, there’s nothing like that whine of a dirt bike, or the feeling of spurting up, one after another over the hill and sliding through the muck past the spectators, leaving a wave of exhaust on the hot breeze. And that’s a feeling that doesn’t go away.