So where were we? No where. Left off with the car mostly packed and loaded and everything ready and all that.
Found out camping spaces were first come, so that changed the morning mindset and got me up at about 5am on Friday, made an attempt to leave by 6am but didn't get rolling until 6:30am. Why? First come, I wanted one of those coveted spots on the course, or at least to be able to pick a good spot. There's lots of strategy and different ones.
Drive up was bearable, listened to the second book in a series I wasn't sure i was going to keep listening to. Did a quick stop at the Hooksett rest area for bladder relief, and then drove straight there. Got there at 10:30-10:45... found the solo side, rolled in and pulled in next to a guy setting stuff up. Quiet but confident and well equiped set up already. I started kind of hap-hazzardly tossing shit out of the car in the sun, put up the EZ up first, realized I didn't look for all the big spikes that I had, oops. Lesli rolls in shortly after with the rest of the stuff, chairs and table and snacks and whatnot.
I eat, drink, stay not hungry, try to conserve energy, get things sorted and organized and set up the cot in the tent. Put the sides up on the EZup to make some shade. Manage to stay out of the sun then put sun screen on and keep from getting any sort of sunburn over the whole weekend of being outside in the sun (remarkable for a pale ginger dude).
Austin shows up later, sets up to the right of me, John on the left me then Austin. Austin heads off. We're all racing solo, those two in the 41+ group, me in the singlespeed.
Stuff happens, I see Alex J and Catherine S and Christin R, eventually kit up and go inspect the course. Stick the GoPro on for the lap and start pedaling.
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Last night I went to pick up my brother from Logan, he and the family were flying back from Seattle, their car was in PVD, flights were delayed and it was Boston or late today. So I went to get them. The 10:30 flight suddenly became an 11:15 arrival, checked bags later we were driving away from Logan at 11:40. Managed NOT to wind up in the bus service lot, and headed south on 93. So any of you that have done this know what summer in NE means on the roads.
Construction.
I was already tired and didn't get to bed until 2pm. Between construction, dropping them at the car at TF Green, and driving home it was late.
And today was tough, I'm still trying to recover from the not sleeping for 40 hours thing, and the emotional toll on top of physical toll, and having to go to work today was tough. And now I can't keep my eyes open writing. I tried to use the big laptop but the pain in the ass is doing the bitlocker thing again and I gave up and am crowding my fingers on the tablet. Hindsite maybe I should have brought this with me and just typed up the weekend while I was there.
next time...
now i'm going to wrap it up and close this up and try and get some sleep...
heddwch
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