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Tour Divide Day 18 – The peanut butter arrives

Over dinner the night before Geof had expressed some trepidation over today’s task, a series of climbs crossing the Polvadera Mesa. These concerns had been driven by his own foolish decision to undertake the race upon a singlespeed. He told

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Tour Divide Day 19 – Go it alone?

Can’t lie. I’d been looking forward to today even though the route was a single highway for 120 miles all the way to Grants. This was going to be a big day of progress and the end was now becoming

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Tour Divide – The Finish

A few days previously I’d been in conversation with Davy and Geof about the final day. We’d been mulling over what we’d do when we got to Silver City. Davy was adamant that you’d want to ride on and get

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Tour Divide Day 8 – A change of States

I was out the door relatively early , somewhere near 6am and fully refreshed having consumed over a pound of banana cream pie. Deserts first thing in the morning were definitely a win and I resolved to keep up this

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Tour Divide Day 7 – Where’s the Jesus Bus?

6:30am, get up get dressed using the clothes meticulously heaped at the end of the bed. Panic. Where the bloody hell is my down jacket? The two most expensive items of gear I was carrying were my waterproof and this

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The Tour Divide 2019 – Racing Through Profanity

In 2019 I raced the Tour Divide, a 2700 mile off road route following the continental divide from Canada to Mexico. The preparation, race and aftermath had a profound affect upon me as an individual and weeks later I am

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Tour Divide Day 1 – The Off

I was woken by my alarm somewhere near 6am. Race start is usually 8am from the front of the YWCA where I was staying. To say I was a mess of nerves and utter disbelief in myself was an understatement.

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Tour Divide Day 2 – Becoming a Divider

Awakening at 5am I emerged from my tent to observe that my fellow camping compatriots had all fucked off much earlier. There was me congratulating myself on such an early start and it turns out I’d slept in. Bugger. I

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Tour Divide Day 3 – I think we’re alone now

My alarm levered me out of a deep sleep somewhere close to 6:30am. So began the morning ritual that was to last until the end of my ride. First a few minutes of “What the hell am I doing? Where

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Tour Divide Day 4 – Every day’s a quitting day

I awoke from a few hours fractured sleep somewhere around 5:45am. At first I was pretty disorientated, finding myself in my bivy bag at the far end of a car park with my tent and bike some distance away. Steve

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