It's crazy.... I'm sitting here in the dining marquee watching some photos of yesterday's stage, and I can hardly remember it. I guess its different when you are "racing".... The concentration is so intense, from having your eyes glued to the wheel in front of you so you don't end up in a 25mph dirt road pile up, to trying to pick ruts, rocks, and other obstacles out of grass covered singletrack while bombing down through the fynbos shrubs, to finally, fixating on a spot 2 feet in front of you so you don't see the rest of the long 15% hot rocky climb you still have to do...
Now it is about an hour later... almost 9pm... I'm in my tent... and a thunderstorm has just arrived, a "proper" thunderstom they would say here - bright close lightning bolts, jolting thunder claps, and rain....yippee. I hope it stops by the morning. Oh, and did I mention that these hastily erected tents are not quite tight enough, so, the sides where the fly touches are getting wet and dripping.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment