Carolless Rogaine - me and Ginny
We packed our kits the night before so that we could drive up early in the morning - pets make camping the night before problematic. I fell prey to The Lakes exit now being on the other side of the truckstop which says a lot about how long it's been since I drove out that way regularly, the denseness of the morning fog and the force of habit.
We planned a 37km route and did 28km after Ginny's knee started giving her serious trouble around 20km in (most of the last 8km was us gently heading home via various controls). The bananas at the last water drop we hit were particularly awesome. The weather was a little rainy followed by overcast, sun, overcast, sun, overcast, stars, stars, stars which was fantastic for hiking. I'm very happy with our navigating - we were spot on for all except one which was me succumbing to 'are we there yet' syndrome and pulling us off course early. We found that control anyway after I stood on a dead tree for a while and contemplated the shape of the hills near us.
We got back to the hash house after 10 of the 12 hours and iced Ginny's knee for a while then headed home before the event was over - seemed like the sensible choice but I was a little sad to miss post-event socialising.
We took a wrong turn in the dark heading home - very tired - and went a little way before saying 'there was no parrot bush like this on the way in' and turning around. This turned out to be an opportunity to witness one of the more bizarre country sports - four guys in a massive 4 wheel drive watching an overturned car burning. The flames were incredible, the entire vehicle was wreathed in fire. I have no idea what the etiquette is for meeting late night arsonists on deserted roads so we stopped, looked at the car, looked at the guys, looked at the car and drove off.
ETA: 50th place, 1180 points. \o/
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We planned a 37km route and did 28km after Ginny's knee started giving her serious trouble around 20km in (most of the last 8km was us gently heading home via various controls). The bananas at the last water drop we hit were particularly awesome. The weather was a little rainy followed by overcast, sun, overcast, sun, overcast, stars, stars, stars which was fantastic for hiking. I'm very happy with our navigating - we were spot on for all except one which was me succumbing to 'are we there yet' syndrome and pulling us off course early. We found that control anyway after I stood on a dead tree for a while and contemplated the shape of the hills near us.
We got back to the hash house after 10 of the 12 hours and iced Ginny's knee for a while then headed home before the event was over - seemed like the sensible choice but I was a little sad to miss post-event socialising.
We took a wrong turn in the dark heading home - very tired - and went a little way before saying 'there was no parrot bush like this on the way in' and turning around. This turned out to be an opportunity to witness one of the more bizarre country sports - four guys in a massive 4 wheel drive watching an overturned car burning. The flames were incredible, the entire vehicle was wreathed in fire. I have no idea what the etiquette is for meeting late night arsonists on deserted roads so we stopped, looked at the car, looked at the guys, looked at the car and drove off.
ETA: 50th place, 1180 points. \o/
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comments.