Intercontinental Rally - RWTD Day 08
There's no reason i should be nervous, today is a ride a along the beech, but from the moment i wake at 7:30am i feel the nerves. I hear the team about me packing and organising and so i rise like a late teen and join the throng. Nathan, the mechanic, is making tea and coffee. He's a big man with bald head a Welsh accent and good humour. I must say that he is easy to like, especially with a stove, but i imagine he could separate a head from a neck if so motivated. Happily i never found out.
Barrie has driven to the finish line, but Frank is still here. I imagine its a bitter sweet ending for Frank as his friend, Jack, crashed out early in the race.
I have little doubt that Jack will back to finish what he started and i wish him a swift recovery. (he was still in Morocco on our last day, though i believe had been moved from the hospital to a hotel to prepare for the flight) Sitting here on the last day, sipping Nathans coffee, i understand there are 50% less competitors than at the start.
My start time today is 13:09 which gives plenty of time to socialise and wait, feeling the nerves. After the morning routine everyone gathers in the ZebraBar. Most of people sit with with their teams or countrymen. I note that Justins top has a 'Squadron Leader' patch. Did he plan that i wonder? He only has to finish the beech race to take home the win.
I'm not a skilled writer and I'm struggling to summarise the pride and respect I feel for what Barrie and the team has accomplished. I was honoured to tag along.
Until next time my friends!
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