I wish I had my camera! We had loads of fun on our bikes riding on logging roads above Horsethief creek raging below. We saw cayotes, soaring birds, bush chickens (grouse) and plenty of cows on the road! We joined up with other teams and had fun navigating along the bike course together.
Then we hit the creek. Well, it was more like a raging river in flood at the time but it looked like a harmless creek on our map. None of us could believe that this was the way we were supposed to cross cause it was swiftwater and just plain dangerous.
We spread out and looked up and down the river for a safe crossing but there wasn't one. Another team abandoned the crossing and decided to ride an extra 15k back and around another route. We decided to do it together.
I don't even remember the cold. I just remember the amazing force of nature pinning my bike to my body and trying to knock me down.
The other team went first and all went relatively well until their final guy went across. It was waist deep, brown boiling, rapid forming water. It was intense. He slipped and his bike fell into the water and he fell down, losing his footing. He struggled for what seemed like an eternity. Time stood still. His team yelled louder and louder: 'get up! get up! don't panic! don't panic! GET UP!!!' but he kept slipping and falling and getting dragged under the raging water.
Then Andy pulled a superhero move: In 1 motion he grabbed the sinkers pack, lifted him out of the water and pushed him across the river to safety. That's my farmer!
But I was next. I told Andy I didn't want to go alone. If I fell I was dead. There was no way I would be able to get back up and I would be pulled down the river so fast I wouldn't have any say in it. I thought we should go together...just like Jack, our support had told us before the race started. I didn't think about carrying my bike AND holding onto Andy.
I was upstream with my bike upstream of me. Andy was downstream with his bike downstream of him. We linked arms and stepped into the raging water. It was intense and the force was like nothing I have felt before. Instantly my bike got caught in the current and dragged under- pinning against my body and knocking me into Andy. Great. Now I had the force of the water AND the force of my bike in the water pushing me over.
Andy saved me too. He helped my pick my bike up out of the current cause I was completely stuck and couldn't lift it myself. I walked across with my bike overhead I think. It was a blur till I made it to the other side, where the other team was helping us across with branches and hands. I do remember hugging the girl on the other team as we gasped with fear, relief and adrenaline.
By the time I turned around Andy had marched across the river with his bike overhead in 4 or 5 fast strong steps. Declining help on the other side, the farmer made it all look like a game:)
We left the team as they changed into dry clothes and wondered what was to happen to the other 25 teams who would be crossing the river later that night...many in the dark.
*Turns out at 10pm the race director came out to the river after many many complaints and cancelled the crossing making the remaining teams take a 15km detour. Apparently he thought it was 'unsafe'. A little bit late I thought.
We rode the rest of the bike course with a few other teams, joining forces we put away our map and just enjoyed the scenery and the company. We saw the most amazing orange moonrise and it was all worth it just for that! The biggest moon ever.
We pulled into TA3 at midnight after a 6hour ride and lots of trails that weren't on the map:) Our support crew was still there waiting for us and we couldn't believe it! There was a fire to warm our wet feet which were now completely numb since the river crossing. There were smiling faces and tired ones too.
We cheered on our pseudo teams that we had biked with and wished them luck on the final leg- the trek back to the lodge (same way back as we came out on) following the dark zipline traverse.
Then we hopped in the truck and went back to our room to join in on the zzzzzsss that our teammates were getting. It was the end of the line for Team ELM and the plan was to leave the next morning so we called er a day and fell into a surreal sleep deprived state recounting the crazyness of our day...was that real? did they really do that? say that? did we really see that?
Sleep was good but short. After about 5hours the team made me wake up and we made the long journey home to the island...I was in my bed around 1am the next day.
Took me a few days to catch up on sleep and get back to my old self. We already have a few races picked out to redeem ourselves and finish the business of an exp race. I will let you know what we decide!!
I was suprised how well we faired with the lack of sleep and stoked to see how our fitness compared to the other teams. We know that we would be able to finish this race and have the abilities to do well if we could all stay healthy. We are stoked to give it another go!!
Cheers,
SS