Life is Good!
Once I had crossed the sand and water section I was back on the road where Wendy Stevenson was tailing two male riders in the 50 kilometre version of the race. I caught and overtook the group only for them to jump on my wheel until the first hill shook them from my coat-tails and I was left to ride on my own to the finish.
I had broken my previous best by over 25 minutes finishing in a time of 4.33.52. I had conquered the first hill, had ridden without a cumbersome camelbak, beaten a number of my more serious age group rivals, had negotiated the kayak bridge with ease and had thoroughly enjoyed a beautiful autumnal days riding. And I had a cold beer thrust at me, not once but twice. Without doubt, life in God's Country is good. When you ride a mountain bike in such a beautiful setting life is great!