We’re all oddly shapen bags of water. Without it we perish; too much of a good thing is possible. GDR racers are struggling with the heat and aridity and it’s taking a big toll on everyone out there. The most recent reports are filled with the personal drama (trauma?) of this struggle.
Sunday I did a little cruise of the Alpine Loop. As I took in the breathtaking scenery and high altitude climbs, water was everywhere. My thoughts drifted towards the past, current and future struggles of the enduro crowd out there. With a tinge of guilt I savored the cool temps and abundant H20.
The stats surprised me. It’s the easiest 10k of climbing around. Maybe it’s the water ;)
The route is never far from liquid gold.
It comes from the highest places…
to follow the path of least resistance.
We try to control it…
…play on it…
…span it…
…carve it.
Ahhhhhh.
