rogaine 11:52:00 [2]
Still going. I see why sleep deprivation is used as torture.
Next was 77 , which I remember as being straightforward, then the vague and lots of sections route to 83. On the way up the spur which we thought would take us to 83 we met Sarah and Dion who asked where we were, and said they had lots of trouble at night. Jenny described where we thought we were. D dismissed as thought the creeks didn't match - I tired to point out they did, we had just seen an unmapped creek coming off the longer mapped one. However they weren't to be convinced, and they headed back to the main creek system, while we went on to the find the control a few minutes later. They never found it ( they had already missed at least one control, and later said they'd missed 400 points at night, quite demoralising, and confidence crushing .) This did make us wonder, for the first time, whether maybe we weren't being creamed by all the opposition, despite our less than speedy pace. ( Not that we knew they had missed this control until after the event). Next was 45 on a strong creek bend and what we thought was a straightforward leg to 91. Unfortunately our great plan turned out to be not so great as we didn't pace count ( I did time but over estimated our speed) and we looked way to soon. Distance estimates at night weren't good, room for improvement. When we finally realised ( ie JC worked out where we were) it didn't take too long to find 91. It was near 3am and unusually JC wanted to lie down, thats usually my line. I was surprised but as the ground looked pretty rocky and steep I advised against it. JC said she could be tempted to quit. It was such a way back to the HH that it didn't seem like an easy option, and it didn't think we had totally stuffed things up, so again I urged keeping going. We had been dreading the next section but we just took one leg at a time and made the most of ridges where possible. So next was 58, 69, 81 ( I was slow and tired climbing up to this ). On the way to 53 with the sky lightening and me tripping over myself I begged for a 10 min sleep. Thank goodness JC agreed. I put my layers on quickly and set the alarm for 10 mins. We both lay straight down on the ground, at that point as welcome as the softest bed, and fell promptly to sleep. 10 mins later we were up again. With me feeling much more human and now the dawn approaching. We had got through the night! 53, over the road to 33 and the a trot down the track to 22 trying to work out what we could achieve in the next 4 or so hours. This leg and the leg to 80 seemed to take for ever when I expected them to be quick. JC decided we didn't have time for 92, wisely as it turned out. We ran intermittently though this section. Then 31, 73, 62, using the track to help get to 72, north to 61. The morning excitement had worn off by now and the morning seemed to be going slowly, as did my legs. I was looking forward to finishing! Next 37 in flat terrain then a hot rather unwelcome climb to 63. On the way to 36 we debated if we had time to grab 34 as well. We decided we did, hoping this was one of the times the leg didn't feel longer and rougher than we anticipated. We had about 25 mins left and perhaps 2 1/2 rough kms to go. This went smoothly and we did the final leg running along the track. For once the HH came into view before I dared hope for it! Yippee! We even were able to walk sedately in with 8 mins to spare. We compared notes with a few teams and many had found night hard, as we had. It was a big surprise ( or would've been if I had been more awake) as the results were read and we realised teams we thought could well be ahead of us in fact were not. First place. A happy and unexpected ending. Bliss was being driven home by setter Marks assistant , Matt, and dozing at will without having to keep myself awake. Bliss was also not working the next day and going back to bed after walking L to school.
Thanks J for a fun rogaine and keeping a clear head at night!