This is one week old due to my issues with das bloger.
I have been here now for one solid week. Although I am working here, and there is a lot of work to do, it still feels relaxing compared to the week previous to my departure. Filled with daily trips to McGuckin hardware either just to look and make sure I didn’t need anything else, or to pick up one small item and panic weather I was well enough prepared for the wheeled personal transport devices I would be responsible for. So far I feel pretty well prepared. That pre-departure week was also filled with attempts at Sheproval (Shep + approval, it’s a portmanteau) for my tool box. In a gin and tonic haze of confusion on my last evening in town, Shep thought the “it will do”, which is enough for me.
Upon arrival, Marc showed me the space we would be working with, and I went to work. I arrived early on a Thursday, and our first races were Saturday in Switzerland, and Sunday back local here, close to Freiburg. There wasn’t much time to prep the garage for these races, so I did a lot of work on the ground, and balancing coolers and such to make work benches.
The weekend went well. Stephen did particually well. The race in Switzerland was about equivalent size wise to colligate nationals for mountain bikes, only with a lot more spectators.
The race on Sunday was also about the same size as collegate nationals, but was basically equivalent to Thursday night North Star race, or Wednesday short track in Boulder. There are just that many people out here that are into it.
The course was short, about 3 km loop on some farm land above a nearby town.
Marc and I were support. I ran frantically around trying to capture every living memory with my camera, and shout words of encouragement while carrying a couple of spare wheels in case of a flat. We fortunately have no photos of me doing my job, but here’s Marc doing his.
Steven ended up 1st Sunday! (take note of what is next to his right foot)
After the race, we rode back to Kirchzarten, on our way we did an amazing trail much like western states and missing link. From the trail it was about 10 km back to the farm.
Marc had started the coals by the time we got back, so we barbequed steak that was raised on the farm, and fed only from the farm. It was delicious.
Here's everyone patiently awaiting dinner.
3 comments:
Sorry Wayne; Having ridden both Western States and Missing Link. . . (well,. . most of it, anyway) your photo doesn't resemble either. It sure looks great, especially the blue skys, green trees, no snow, t-shirts, you know, that springy/summery looking stuff. Have fun.
Someone sure put some energy into that BBQ. How is it in a wind?
Hey Wayne! Glad to see you got your blog going. It has been fun checking out your photos and hearing good stories of what you've been up to.
Enjoy buddy!
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