Day three promised to be an EASY day.

Day three promised to be a RECOVERY day.

It was.
Almostly.

Centrally speaking the results were more or less the same.

Without the drag of details I finally found a day that suited my limited strengths.
RAIN.
ROAD.
CLIMBS.
It is true.

The hands continued to hinder but functioned adequately.
Today I have doctors orders to duct tape everything.

One day, ask me about my road crash.  60kph into a wall of dirt.
Best most brilliant fastest crash ever…damage limited to road rash and an ear full of beach.

Forget about the me, Dicky et al are evidently injured and now not a soul cares about me.

What does today promise…

Bus is leaving…

PHOTOS - flickr

RESULTS - cyclingnews

SCOOP - cyclingdirt

Comments
  • big ring

    dicky shaves ALL THE WAY up!

  • Lee

    Peter, are you ranking behind a leg-shaver???? For shame!!!! It is a MOUNTAIN bike race, not the Tour d’EPO, forfucksakes!

  • mysty

    that photog was too much visual for my taste… and I see you are still talking to your watch… how’s the wrist holding up?

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