Day three promised to be an EASY day.
Day three promised to be a RECOVERY day.
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.
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