Rotorua K2 Training camp

A few weeks ago I emailed the usual suspects:

"To maximise our performance at various forthcoming atletic ordeals, it is crucial that we hold a brutal training camp in Rotorua sometime in September. The plan is to ride, eat, watch cycling movies, eat more, and ride some more. "

We achieved most of these goals, except for brutality, though Chris Money, who was suffering from an excess of lung butter, may disagree.
After a late start on Saturday, we managed a circumnavigation of Late Rotorua, with a scenic detour into the hills from whence we could see the sea:



Sunday dawned fine, but with a nippy southwesterly to help build character.
Money made a gallant, Captain Oates-like, gesture and took his malfunctioning lungs for a short ride whilst Gaz, Vaughan and I headed into the hills:



PHOTOS

What could possibly go wrong?

In less than eight hours, Chris Money and Vaugan Yarwood will arrive to take me to Rotorua for a couple of days road riding with Gaz.
Normally, you would take your mountain bike, but some road mileage is called for as Gaz has decreed that, having piked on the Okoroire Mid-Winter Fun Ride, we must do K2 .
This makes even less sense than most of Gaz' utterances, and Money and Yarwood are treating it with the disdain it deserves, but I'm still hedging my bets in the hope of miraculously finding form or at least some endurance.

NZ Cyclocross champs

Another event that I attended but failed to blog about. Fortunately, there is a report and photos on Vorb, and a few of my photos HERE.

Of the JAFA contingent, Ron 'Nacho Libre' King laid waste to the field, Nick Te Boon was faster than his pie consumption should permit, CTB suffered and Chris Tuckey had the coolest bike