Monday, August 17, 2009
Postcards from Brasil : 011107
Bongeeaa Amigos,
Yesterday I ran & yesterday Imade a predication of more rain. I was woken at 2am with clouds washing my windows.
We then arrived at the contest site to find the true fury unleashed lastnight. The wind had removed the tents, that little one somehow remained standing while its bigger brothres who must have weighed a few tons were ripped from the pegs literally, tossed in the air only to land upside down. In the process smashing the power box and downing a concrete power pole.
No event site, no power, no internet . . . . . . no contest today.
I suspect we will be running tomorrow, only one days grace left in the pocket of lay days. We haven’t even run round 1 and with some bigger stuff expected on the weeked, they will be wanting to get the ever time consuming sore feet inducing back ache creating blind eye making, Round 1.
Till tomorrow as we do Brasil . . Relax
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