Contrary to our previous statement. I'd like to assure everyone that we're not going to die on this trip. I hope this assurance doesn't take away from the entertainment.

Wednesday 18 July 2007

It's just like the Tour de France

3 weeks facing unmentionable hardship, covering vast distances and powered only by caffeine and medically perscribed ventolin inhalers. Coops is clearly the Puncheur, the guy who makes long solo breaks, travelling by himself and taking on the rest of the field. I guess I'm the time trialler, good under pressure but it's all or nothing, success or failure. Thankfully in Hyacinth we have the trusty Domestique, putting in the hard yards day after day and letting the other two of us do our stuff. So there you go, will there be a day of glory on the Mongolian equivalent of the Champs Elysee? We'll have to wait and see. Can we get le Tour on our in car radio, doubtful...

We're progressing well for Saturday. We pick up T-shirts tomorrow, money is ordered, we're all packed. Good stuff.

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