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The 10th annual Saas Fee glacier race was absolute carnage as usual. 260 participants this year (140 last year) made their way up from 1800metres to the start line at a whopping 3700metres with bikes in tow. The perfect blue bird morning meant great race conditions. Personally having not been on a bike in the last year due to work commitments, i was shaking like a shitting dog with nerves as i knew what high speed colossal lay ahead. Already the 'bat bike' that featured in dirt only made it as far as Friday afternoon practice but lucky to walk away unscathed after reading about his antics.
This was my main objective 'to walk away from the race' as i have to continue slaying powder on my snowboard for 2 more months. However this was not to be.
After a rip roaring start, i got too excited, hit a few snow ruts, wobbled then washed out my back wheel. As i proceeded to get back on the track some Swiss cheese eating twat decided to hit me at full gas snapping my E13 chain guide and putting an enormous impact on to my calfs and achilles (the doctor later on told me i was lucky not to have snapped my achilles. 5 days off work though. Stoked). From here on in i was a bit shaken but not stirred and limped home with a bent front mech and no gears for 104th.
Worthy of a mention is Scotlands own Adam Orr (the boy frae Moffat) who romped home for 37th place with a clean run and no crashes. A big shout out to Adam for driving across Scotland to fetch my bike and bringing it out to Switzerland. What a Guy!
And last not but least, heres a tissue for bike magics very own James McKnight to dry his eyes with. Maybe next year we will see the legend himself on an aerodynamic rig and cat suit.
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