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Visitant
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What a basta*d of a ride.
Passed a few locals along the way, offering encouragement to plodders like
me, but complaining about the 42 degree heat as they sipped their ice cold
water while standing in the shade ;-)
It was so hot that the tar on some parts of the road had melted and was
sticking to the tyres and making that horrible squelching sound. The heat
was unrelenting and oppressive, with the wind offering no relief - like
being blasted in the face with a heat gun I guess!
The last refreshment stop at Delamere resembled a war zone. There were some
people on drips being looked after by the ambos, and in the few kms just
before and after the stop, a lot of people had ditched their bikes and were
lying on the side of the road looking completely hammered.
A mate who passed through Delamere not long after me reported (through bouts
of vomiting) that a couple of people had been helicoptered to hospital. He
said he had tried to get help there because of heat stroke, but was told
that there was no sweep vehicle, so he had to keep going or join the
roadside casualties. I guess they had to wait for friends/family to come and
get them.
Can anyone confirm that there wasn't a sweep? It seems like a major
oversight by the organisers.
It's possible that my friend, in his delirious state, got his story a bit
confused, so I don't mean to cast blame when it's not deserved.
All in all, a hard but rewarding day. It certainly helps you to appreciate
just how hard the pros work, and how good cold beer really tastes!
Passed a few locals along the way, offering encouragement to plodders like
me, but complaining about the 42 degree heat as they sipped their ice cold
water while standing in the shade ;-)
It was so hot that the tar on some parts of the road had melted and was
sticking to the tyres and making that horrible squelching sound. The heat
was unrelenting and oppressive, with the wind offering no relief - like
being blasted in the face with a heat gun I guess!
The last refreshment stop at Delamere resembled a war zone. There were some
people on drips being looked after by the ambos, and in the few kms just
before and after the stop, a lot of people had ditched their bikes and were
lying on the side of the road looking completely hammered.
A mate who passed through Delamere not long after me reported (through bouts
of vomiting) that a couple of people had been helicoptered to hospital. He
said he had tried to get help there because of heat stroke, but was told
that there was no sweep vehicle, so he had to keep going or join the
roadside casualties. I guess they had to wait for friends/family to come and
get them.
Can anyone confirm that there wasn't a sweep? It seems like a major
oversight by the organisers.
It's possible that my friend, in his delirious state, got his story a bit
confused, so I don't mean to cast blame when it's not deserved.
All in all, a hard but rewarding day. It certainly helps you to appreciate
just how hard the pros work, and how good cold beer really tastes!