Well I am just about to crawl into bed and rest my wiery, battered and bruised, muscles, bones, arse and every other inch of my body!
I can honestly say that after 20 years of service to Queen and country, that was the hardest, most arduous thing I have ever done, I am mentally and physically drained!
I managed to cover 6 out of 8 laps yesterday, and 5 out of 7 today, in the alloted time, 15 kilometer laps over extremely hard terrain. It rained friday and saturday nights continuosly, which turned the course in paces in to a complete quagmire! Runny mud, like custard 45 - 60 cm deep is not nice! 1 in 2 gradient hill runs between trees is also a bit hairy to say the least!
But the good thing is, I survived, first ever competition and the last one I will do too!
We had 2 teams of 3 enter, out of the 6 bikes we had, 2 were written of with both having the head stock fracturing away from the frame!
I survived luckily, but lost count of how many times I binned it into the mud!
Myself and my 2 team mated came in 2nd place out of 8 teams running military bikes, ot bad for a team of novices, but at the age of 39, I think I will bathe in my glory and call it a day!
The question about bikes...well we use Harley Davidson 350cc Rotax engined military bikes that weigh a ton (literally!) and are bloody awful to control!
Right, I am off to bed, cause I am shattered!