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sure its not tihs Yeah, rcap, it's 'tihs'. How did you see? saw you sprawled out in the bushes.. Thank the Flying Spaghetti Monster, I thought you were the one with the probe!

sure its not tihs Yeah, rcap, it's 'tihs'. How did you see?

You sound like my wife. On a good day.

Not again ... and those probes are way over-rated.

I have no recollection of the prang itself, or where it happened, or the 20 minutes after the prang. My last memory is of having cleared the descent, and riding next to the tar road on that narrow strip after the single track. My first awareness after that is about 2km into the second lap (at the sharp right turn from the gravel road onto single track). The GPS shows a sudden stop at 28,4km and then a resumption of activities some 2 minutes later.

Yeah, maybe, and maybe you missed the part about me being completely out of it (oblivious, disnis, needing assistance, thus not paying attention) due to the prang?

On 16 December 2009 at Babba's Lodge, at the 28,4 km marker, I was either abducted by aliens or I had a good old endy. The GPS and injuries suggest the latter (and yes, I'm fairly sure my sore butt is the result of the saddle.) I returned to Earth about 2km into a second round (for which I was not entered), the GPS suggests about 20 minutes later. Any eye-witnesses to the lost 20 minutes of my life, please share. A rave to all who helped (?), a rant at the marshall who 'allowed' me onto the track for a second round even though I was clearly only entered for the 35k.