The weather was as good as you could possibly get. Mid to high 20's ahead of KOM and and on the other side it was cooler with some light rain for a small patch.
As for the ride it self it was a different story for me and my brother. We did a slowish start per normal and with the first major climb before the 3rd water point we slowly started to it up increase the pace as we are able to ride the first climb and big parts of the KOM climb. This is our normal tactic and so we pass quite a few of the early gunners who burned to much and are now slowing down. On the first big climb getting in our grove passing quite a few guys already walking, I had to dodge some guys bailing mid track on both sides and forced me to go up the ridge in the middle between them. I managed to pass them but a my brother behind me flicked a rock and it hit his derailleur which then broke the hanger. This was on km +-51.
Trying to figure out what and how we are going to deal with this, the plan initially was to get he derailleur of the bike and then get down to WP3 and see if the mechanics could assist in some way. I know you all will say why don't make it a single speed ..... he has an oval chain ring up front so single speed was not an option. As the bolt on the derailleur is a bigger T bolt than what we had on our multi tools we could not get the derailleur from the bike. Loosing trying to make a plan with the derailleur one of the support motorbikes came along and we could cut the cable and put the derailleur and chain in his hydration bag and start the big hike of 15km to WP3.
As the terrain was very technical there was not many ways I could assist or support him. Downhills he jumped on the bike and flew down and tried to go as far as he could with momentum, up hill he walked as fast as he could. Eventually getting to Bonniedale hoping for a miracle at he tech station, but there was just no plan that could be made. Nothing could be done. Quit or run. My brother does not quit easily thus we resorted to math.
Looking at the time still being before 12pm and doing some math it could still be possible to finish the race in the cutoff. Knowing that I would be able to assist with pulling / pushing on the roads after Bonniedale, as the track was not technical going forward, and in high spirits we decided to give this a go. So on the hills he walked and ran as much as his body allowed him and on the flats and low inclines he held on to my backpack so I could pull him. Some creative track hand Madison slings helped to get him over some of the rollers with momentum and on the flatter roads it was just pure old diesel tow. Slowly but surely we started to believe this ridiculous plan could work. Every few km we looked and saw we are getting closer and we are slowly getting ahead of some time plan made for ourselves.
With lots encouragement from fellow riders and good amount of banter and jokes between us keeping our spirits high we managed to run / hop / skip / sling / tow our way to the end before the cutoff.
This will surely be something we both wont easily forget. Yesterday I completed my 4th and my brother his 8th and even with the high temps of the previous years and being super proud of being able to complete them, I am the most proud of this finish and that we were able to do it. Huge respect to Johan for his fighting spirit and not wanting to give up, when the odds was highly stacked against him.
A big thanks to all the people along the route supporters and riders who encouraged and motivated us.
P.S. Oh and by the way I told him to get a normal chain ring Monday morning first thing.