Thanks to Adam, here's a translation of the article he published in a Hungarian magazine : see below: http://lingthemerciless.blogspot.com/2007/08/adam-baki-writes-about-mtb-himachal.html
Enjoy :)
It is a huge challenge to autotranslate from Hungarian, as its nature is totally different from English. There are no prepositons but there are a lot of suffixes, word orders are totally different, and very often personal pronouns are there only in implicit ways built into the verb. And there is never any gender in any word. But sometimes it's quite good!
Adam
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2005th October 15, New Delhi.
The plane's nose turns towards Europe, and we were two weeks in India and the Himalayan adventure racing finally rejoiced: this is also survived. Was special? Yes. Worth it to go? But you did. Visszajönnénk? NEVER.
2006th October 3
The plane's nose in New Delhi takes the direction of ...
What brought him to us, to return to the 9-day-fat Indian MTB Himachal mountain bike competition? Why was not good for us at home, the pleasant early autumn time bringázni, finomakat eat, sleeping in a bed? Maybe something was missing, that India, despite all its hardness and the challenge of fully found. In real life, wildness and spontaneity, which is part of the world is no longer exposed to rain, thousands of meters of the endless chain of mountains and the spaces between them is incomprehensible to the mind as if relaying, letepernek, and lifted up again ... we wanted to, if only for a few days, but again we let it be capitalized Life.
This time, three of them cut their journey. Szentmiklósi Norbi, who last year won the competition, this year also wanted to prove to himself and joined us in our new friend, Valentine's is woody. Neither of them explicitly versenycentrikus-minded, but I knew from the start that this event is not primarily about.
The Indira Gandhi airport is already equipped with some experience of running in circles, the megalkudtunk taxisokkal, and you can robogtunk toward the hotel. Balint, a new companion as he scratched the comments of the local transport, cinema-like sit, and not your own feel to the skin, amazing to us when the accident causing traffic situations. The hotel is well-known last year, but this time only 3 hours we spent here, as the bus set off at five o'clock Shimlába, competition starthelyére. The room is on the wall of a night-long gecko pihenőjét disappeared from entering the ventilation system, and we tried to sleep a little.
Buszoztunk night last year, this year, but days, so we saw more. Delhi outward for hours before our eyes opened to the third world, what the news is rarely mentioned. The szemétdombokon, ragged tents along the way, thousands of people, struggling with the daily living a miserable fate of people, the ten million slaughtered in Delhi in the middle of vast fields, bűzölgő szeméthegyei ... which is sometimes a luxury break lakóparkövezet, possibly a slide park, but only to the following méterektől again filth and misery you can see, interminably. The most humane man is bound to arise, that this can not be rectified, that the land should be equal to, and start again, otherwise. As the Swiss vasútmérnökök said the not-so-harmless famous train network in India, which has sought views on: "It's Beyond repair".
On the road due to engine megtankoltuk the bus, and then began the mountain began to meander, and with it the familiar feeling sick. The trip truly breathtaking experience. Then we come out of the almost two-day trip to the place of destination is situated 2200 meters Shimlába. After landing on carriers offering the service of trying to dismantle the army that we are indeed expected, as the organizers promised some supplies from the bus station. Some telefonálgatás after it has been exhausted in that I sent to a director and a participant to help. Thus, after all, we needed porters, who insisted that the only tracks in the task. Bringadobozt first three and then some. 60 kilos csomaghalmot tried to bring her back to us. We took what is ours, and then blown off the hand of the one-hour walk.
It does not matter, we're here, we're here, quickly pack up the bikes, and the next day it starts in the competition. Again we took part in the English dating from the briefing, held an elegant boardroom, where directors leszegezett eyes read the assigned competition rules, as a court ruling, but has been little substantive information. A day spent at the end of the first Indian dinner, a spicy flavors make friends again.
The organizers of the competition - between those who would otherwise not montis - keep the Transalp and TransRockies races after the third Such rendezvényként shown themselves. And I really do not know that not only does not the third, but about as much to do with the Transalp as Anettkának of space travel. The competition is nevertheless tempting: 9 days in the Himalayas Seeking insurance, all meals, luggage, three times a day update. 20 vehicles and nearly 100 to help ensure competition bonyolításáról, tents, latrines and eating establishment. $ 300 seems really good option.
1st days. Distance: 70 km, level: 1700 m
On the first day before the start of the allocated rajtszámokat, which saw it was feared that because of röhögőgörcs goes awry at the outset of this work. 17-inch screen size rajtszámokat getting back and forth also lyrics to a waistcoat, which was also included in the figure. Some of them even put them up wheelsets. We are a well-cut, placed in the bin in the back, and eventually it became the fate of the vest. In the meantime, we look at this year's marches. Many friends we met last year, Singapore was brought Winnie the local biker society is also part of the 11 individual cyclist's friend. They were great bikes, Titus, Specializedek, Santa Cruz, so he waited for them to compete, not the 20-pound Indian csodagépekkel (or even out of print) with locals. There was also a surprise later!
This year has been less international in the event, Europe is represented only by us, apart from a skóttól migrated to Singapore. There was also a New Zealand girl, with her husband, who is leading a charitable hospital in India and one of Australia's 40-man, a real veteránbringás. The rest were Indians, many of them for the first time in their lives is wound in the field. The bicycles in a U.S. $ 15 000 stores around the level of moving pieces, one of the popular weight of 30 pounds was estimated fulltelós wonder. Outside, there is nothing available in a typical, even in New Delhi are also a living machine rolled Geryon, who is home every other day, that is, Land Rover and seven for waiting.
Before departure, even in India have undergone the inevitable hivataloskodáson under which the local Sports, who greet and made a special tip size molinate soldiers are ordered out, shook hands with all participants. After this is over, started out in the step - as a fired startpisztoly and started the race car is one of the organizers turned to face us on the road ...
Like last year, again, for transfer and versenyszakaszokból built along the route. Something weird phase of view, all fours Timed sent us, and is therefore usually had no idea exactly what position is reserved for teams. The first was a beautiful soul and the body versenyszakasz: very hard terrain montis beautiful scenery. Yeah, this is the case, I said to myself, not knowing that's pretty much the last time that a really enjoyable track scrolling. The first day Norbi pályakijelölés Despite its shortcomings, still has an advantage gained, it was no doubt confident he can win this year. 20 minutes behind, but not in the Singaporeans followed csúcsgépekkel with almost identical times, but is itself the Indian Army! The competition is part of the military adventure agyontrenírozott team. These people are so wrapped in the bike as the kid next door to the first beyond PolarX-zero technique, 20-pound-műanyagpedálos duplavállas-de-do-not-moving machines have telos, skater wore knee and elbow, but terminator power Persistence and hid them. (!!!) Of water and energy supplies were able to climb without the 3-4 hours in the sweltering heat, dry in the finish of the cast from the mouth of the port energiaitalnak. The rajtoknál a tremendous battle cries uttered. They are trained to túléljenek everything. While the custom in India is rich in many marches expected (after all, is the average pay there többhavi entry), the soldiers were simple layers in, or language spoken. It was surprising that even the rest of India we can start a fan of them.
First, we arrived at the campsite, and as he rested, emerge from the grass of the cameras. The last year has also added some new shooting a known, fixed and patiently, as stretched out on the grass and did not do nothing at all. As you move one of us, he was behind the camera. Idegesítővé can quickly become the stuff!
After dinner, campfire around which we travel to the "band" of three songs for an acoustic guitar to the west in an interesting level. Go for a while, but it would take 9 days having to listen to it every night? The ceremony this year, but the whole acceptable, there is a laptop projector, podium, and all challengers, and interviewed each of the cameras crossfire.
2nd days. Distance: 80 km, level: 1230 m
As it appeared, there is a chance the other day I decided, I will throw myself in the racing and Balint Norbi with: what things would be the first to win three seats! Norbival left alone in the szakaszunkra. The first problem came in the shape of a truck slowly trotted before us, which occupied the whole width of the dusty road, but it went too slowly. It was impossible to prevent, if only because it is 10 meters behind the opaque dust and smoke shed itself, which 80% pulzusnál smoke can not be said to be healthy. And if such an incident by ... Finally, a way to turn could break, but had been repeatedly cursed the Indian roads. Norbi even started, I was alone, but was soon surprised to see it, as it waits for a climb - the signs had just unloaded a charge of locals, but does not speak English, we were not sure which way to go. It has repeatedly played, and then we finish Norbival almost simultaneously, which means that he has lost at least half an hour, but it was the first one. The camp remains to be done was a transfer phase. The setting sun lights up while we arrived at the camp for sports ground, but the bikes are not allowed to take in, because they "interfere with the gods who live there." Some noszogatásra our luggage and managed to obtain a bucket of cold water, which bathed - for a long time last time. The shower cabin, two small zip-represented in the toilets and cups in a hole dug in the ground has been set above. Guggolós alkalmatosságokról course is - it was a good chance that the day after the spasm Seeking get the calf, and then ... News: Mount Everest summit also been to India she fell in a ravine (gleccserszemüveg why they should be in the twilight?), Lost consciousness, but he's fine. Indian friends, and Siba - called the loans, and to date, a few days after training to win the competition and even to win, because there is no money to go home in Mumbai - similar fate, only to miraculously was not seriously hurt when a pole ütközve fell into the abyss. He is also a fanatic, fémhulladékokból to build a replica of a serious fulltelós bikes Bibliaként worn bike, read foreign newspapers had seen photographs. The miracle is that they work well.
3rd days. Distance: 95 km, level: 1900 m
The third day we had a longer continuous rise in the first 30 km below the 1500 feet level had to overcome the usual wide roads. Two-thirds of the road slightly increased the slope of a rather boring stretch középtányéros what the soldiers did meccselés memorable. The individual starting at half the distance fast train rumbled by, the pair walked together indulókkal a while, and I could not imagine that such a relative can go well with the step technique. Sine wave passed, the whole upper body up and down was, at the heel wrapped in plastic pedals. Water was not for them, but had not updated the itatóponton, so eventually they could go. I started ranking, deposited the podium, but re-appeared towards the end of the mountain - the road became a bit steeper, and some have small plates technikázás also had to progress. Here they depleted the battery, and could settle for leelőzni them. I am also at the end of my strength and my felszabadításként been rising over time, and only 10 km lejtőzés was the target - the first in meters catharsis I did, and I was glad I took the corners, because I was sure of a second after Norbi space. I had to come to India to compete in a tournament is really the first time in my life! Already looking forward to exciting matches coming days - I had no idea about the megpróbáltatásokról, which these days are posed.
Valentine's excitement comes from: is almost killed by a kőlavina! Poured down the hillside directly in front overhead aggregates, some parties, "with 50, while rushing down the mountain. Was lucky, just avoided each other. Today, the umpteenth India asks what we used to start the Tour de France, and completely serious about.
4th days. Distance: 100 km, level: 1400 m
The fourth day began leisurely to the team, even in the morning we visited a Hindu temple is beautiful. Inside - a strictly barefoot and headscarf - we walked around the building is reminiscent of an enchanted castle, a shrine and knelt in front of the priest who hands sweet candies, sweetly smiling homlokunkra placed red dots - it looks like a templomlátogatás.
A common konvojszakasz long after we arrived in the extraction phase of competition downhill champion, winning a special prize was. 20 kilometers, more than 1,000 meters in level of a dusty, rocky road, which is there in the road. Although mostly sloped, but had to wring the észvesztően nagytányér-cone, due to go tempo, high-fantasy was to make this someone please downhill. We both went to the Hungarians. Norbi undertaken that is behind me, Valentine's still lagging behind in the beginning. However, the entire long-haul two-thirds of the rise was unexpected, occurred in the Spinning my legs could not stand the sudden change in load is very belassultam. Finally, re-slope of the terrain has changed, when suddenly gliding beside you: a sneaky overtaking For Valentine's! Apparently, he better lay in the rising. Very belehúztunk, but a half minutes later, we can target all three of them, less than a second apart. Well, he was angry enough to Balint, but the point is that this part of ourselves behind the whole field were directed.
By the time everyone arrived and continued their already well it went in the afternoon, was still a long way to go. A more prolonged and arduous because of the heat, we arrived at the end of the voyage in convoy on the second phase of the measured starthelyére. 1200 meters below the level of 20 kilometers, at 5 pm, while half-past six dark, and terribly slow, the team is full of people! This is nonsense, I asked the organizers to be removed from the stage because everyone will come in the dark. In addition, at 5 pm then climb ... But I baked them the ignorant optimism: It will be so good, will pick who gets in is not. Yeah, right. We were forced to start. Norbi mingled with the soldiers and Balint's game, I let them go, I was not good. For more than an hour wrapped alone in the twilight of a dog when it appeared in the distance. I did not afraid of dogs around here are very pious, a not hear barking. It also surprised when I jumped next argument, and bitten! I'm in the middle of the Himalayas, and remains a lousy bastard! First I tried to disregard reakciómban, then we swore in Hungarian, that the villagers might still known, in addition to two days in a hoarse voice is. Because such an attack can be fatal weird. Furthermore, it has become darker, and I had no choice, had to go on the road. Norbiék just in front of me, the organizers of nowhere. Before you have quite dark, the organizers have found an off-road, and told them to go from an inch or more in the darkness without the lights on a road, which is on the edge of the gap is several hundred meters. Great hard to understand, and finally collected the beérkezőket me too. Meanwhile, many also lose some director's car, which has felpakoltak the rear ones. When it finally froze me in the sweaty jersey in the cold, the carriage lights continued their light. Lyukadtunk around 8 pm in a village where everyone is occupied by the local tavern - 5 km from here still rising steeply, and then leads to a one-hour trekking to the camp! They are all crazy! In addition, there is this kutyamarás. Who showed, panic broke out, and as the news reached the ears of organizers, has also thrown into the SUV: go to the nearest hospital. The organizers of incredible mistakes, but it is certain that the trouble superhuman way helpful. Zötykölődés one hour after we arrived at a hospital, which is a deserted waiting room MAV-pointed. Silence reigned, there was not a soul. The organizers pulled the village doctor, who, after some körülményeskedés examined. The wound was not bad, although it was not certain that harapásról karmolásról or whether it is. While the wall áttipegő vizslattam spider - then I saw in my life! - The doctor a little scribble your papers, then suddenly straightened up, lifted the paper itself, and theatrical voice began to speak: "Edom FROM HÁNGÖRI! ÁÁÁJ PRISZKRÁÁÁJB JÚÚÚ ... "The ice arrow slit fear into me - what the hell will it give me? "Take-out: Tetanus INDZSIKSÖN. Naneee ... aztneeem, from a fever for 2 days, I am anyway I have a couple years ago ...
Unswerving. "SZEKOND: VEROBAB INDZSIKSÖN. What the jófene? It turns out that the anti-rabies vaccine. Looking at the wound - be it for me right here? Maybe some of the pathogen will die, you stabbed me in the injection. Finally I surrender to fate, but twenty times in the soul enters: Tetanus NO! Do you understand? Are you? That's good. The first injections were gathering somewhere soon - there will be four others, but must be kept refrigerated, it will always be obtained locally. The nurses run in a dimly lit room flickering bulb - the wall, dirt on the operating table tocsog human blood - and submit to the dose. For a moment lose sight of the hand, keeps a close eye on, from Buju for the needle to get into the contents of the ampoule to prevent me döfjenek's something deadly infection. Finally, all right, my hands pressed against the prescription (no prescription charges), and visszakocsikázunk to the village. The others have already took it up to the campsite, but the organizers and the bikes are down, I have to wait until someone re-starts. Meanwhile, the chief good political érzékről Proving their invite a bottle of rum, the company is running out so quickly that soon followed by the second. 10 hours of the night, I have not eaten since noon, in a shivering 10 degrees fiber shirts, I could cry, but the alcohol sheds feel better. Dhananjay, one of the chief does not believe me when I show him that same day, the promised level of 70 km and 900 meters instead of 100 km walked 1,400 feet level, and even in principle, 600-700 m level to come. Finally, clear to: be, not only between the level of the main stations have been added together, but in between these waves have had to be measured? I do not want to believe that this came out here and now. Around 11 we go out, car components to the steep, rocky section, as long as the road permits. Finally, a vehicle or stand on, just walk out of here we go. The journey of one hour, the hunger and alcohol dizzy upward climb on the stones, while the Indian companion constantly keep the ball rolling. Finally we arrived at midnight, just to run before serving dinner. At midnight! Begins to dawn that this year things will be different way than the previous year. The camp is also situated in a beautiful clearing in the embrace of the mountains, and the organizers of excessive irracionalitásáról reveals that thousands of kilos of stuff in both hordárokkal hozatták up to date, as a place inaccessible to vehicles. Tents, packs, cooking pot, bowl ... normally gone wrong to hang on in spite of this we are in the performance. Bath is not an option, botként leaning into the tent.
5th days. Distance: 80 km, level: 1500 m
The next morning, the idyllic: the sun, green meadows, denied entry into school uniforms for children, cute little kölyökkecskéket shepherds shepherds. I meet, they are worried for your interest in kutyamarásom. Singapore is a good girl in the field of small lefotózzuk templomfélét. Nehezünkre is started. During the day more fun to walk down a beautiful place, the second stage with a very terrain platójáról enjoy the incredible view. Carved into the steep slopes, long runs of small terraces - the resulting pair of square meters of land cultivated, mostly maize.
Below we are waiting for the bike, fortunately there. Long-transfer phase after the day we arrive startjához measured phase, and again south to act in time. Width of the road, rocky road leads back, nothing technical. The first few kilometers of slopes: the mighty mountains carved into the side of road racing, virtually dissolved in the vast space around me, and it is very spiritual életörömmel upload, happiness pass me. Soon will start the 1200 meters difference in altitude climbing is sweltering - my watch for almost believe my eyes: 2000 meters or 37 degrees! Maddening was warm, a small waterfall, it is refreshment stand, while one Indian soldier desperate view of the wheel from side to prevent tearing, his lungs wheeze, rub language of the land. The road awful boring középtányéros Printing up, only the beauty of the landscape provides refreshment. Finally I arrive, as it turned out, not so much after Norbi. Felajzottan will soon come to rest: a bloody attack on a bull-horned wild bringásokat! I had no problem with it, but wanted by many in szarvalni. The road on one side and a huge gap on the other vertical cliff. They come to the Singaporeans, the soap show in video: rock climbing seek to avoid some of the others in front of them while trying to bringájukat elslisszolni preserved. Finally, everyone get away with just a little bit of your body horpad bull attack. It turns out is also one of the soldiers fighting to cut the 20-pound bike is in the beginning because he was on his way. Therefore, it was a bloody horn, and therefore it was an aggressive. Fate is just: the soldier in the same 7 day fell and hit his head, two fun days, wrapped in blood-soaked fejkötésben.
Section 30 kilometers from the shuttle waiting for us even though time has already started to switch to kilometers in the Indian counting, which is always európainál 20-50% more, ie, never know that the declared distances and levels will correspond to reality. And the thing is, not the organizers. Along the way we was evening, but that's not making us suddenly, yesterday, the lamp has been indispensable to the road. Some of us szegődtek so safe lejutottunk 8 pm at the height of the camp. Here another surprise awaited us: the Cars lost, are just looking for a way to camp! Dinner, tents, packs anywhere! This is a cool valley of us sweated mezekkel. Some huddle helplessly in a wall, pulls out vésztartalékaikat. Meanwhile, we get a little hot tea and some fried vegetables. Getting the entire refugee camp in the sense, but most are still happy and discussing gotjokes. As the packets arrive, find the towels, then throw in the creek near the camp. Quick lemosdás the icy water. Dinner is at about 11 now. It was a hard day too. I begin to feel ill. The effect of injection? Or caught a cold yesterday? Playing of the idea of resting one day, but you can not: only 3 minutes or 2 location! You must go, no matter what it is!
6th days. Distance: 50 km, level: 2200 m
The next morning, it is clear that something was wrong. The excruciatingly sore throat, I can not swallow, I keep köpdösnöm should have a little fever. But I can not give up. The heat will throttle myself, I thought.
In today's first measured ETAP perhaps the longest continuous climb in the world MTB races: 30 kilometers of unbroken upward, 1700 m level! The goal of the 3300 meters from Jalori Pass, the area is one of the most popular pass, of course, still the usual broad, boring roads. Now ready, I have music player for the trip. The watch would slowly increase the distance level, continuously köpdösök all swallowing is like a hot knife csúsznának down my throat, I am unable to drink. Soon waive the 3-hour settlement, only to drive to felérjek. Half the distance of catharsis: a way to Pain of Salvation album is a compelling song to my ears, the fever in my body works, and the mountains towering around me, something breaks the surface. Lowing piteously. I never have lived through one, do not push it too, very good shit, free. I feel pure soul I come to the top.
Karen above, the New Zealand doctor calls a hot tea, and I was standing in the cold in front of a fleeing car's thinking, carry on. Still, some 'bike'n Hike ", ie mostly tekerhetetlen path, which is in the singletrack, et a substitute, then a downhill section - or so they say. If I had known what awaited me, I close the door myself, but so that they can not get out of anything. Most difficult hours of my life began. But as I thought, just 20 minutes of walking and a half hours of exciting to go downhill, I started.
Balint we rallied, and a Norbival Indians and nekiindultunk transfer phase. The road now led into the woods, paint little white spots I had to blow about a half tekerhetetlen terrain. The trail keeps ágazott scattered about, some time after the signal is lost, but we advanced with confidence, as our companion on our way there were shepherds in India have said yes, so he went to the other bike. When you have an hour lejtőztünk and marched instead to the promised 20 minutes, and only saw no sign in front of suspicion began to catch. Maybe mixed with evil? I have been very badly, I was walking was difficult for even a single piece of rongyként stretched on the ground. We tried to send GPS koordinátáinkat an organizer, but there was no signal. Have just started back when she appeared in a organized by us was sent to others who had to go the wrong way. It was really cool, but I am horrified to think that this lejtőzést an hour to climb back now, and indeed, even hundreds of meters kiindulóponttól foot climb leads to a downhill startjáig. Slowly we advanced, but was pushed back to the bike and was on the verge of collapse. Meanwhile, many organizations have appeared, and one of them took me to the bike. Afraid, but I had to pass, I could not have dragged me. Two hours after the climb approached this strand, but still had some left. 100 meters of ramp is a very steep path. Here I was able to travel only on hands and knees, the two organizations have also rushed to help, relying on their shoulders and dragged myself up. It was embarrassing, but there was no other choice, the disease is extremely weak. Meanwhile, everyone asked, what will be the way down. "It's a nice, fast downhill", the organizers said, smiling. Well, when a small bomb downhillről is, they are not deprived of the Stumpy, even if I did not have to stand in one place. While the cars may go back, but I just did not want to, because it is Timed Section. It was late by the time the strand for us, but there was a dark hour, 16 miles lejtőzés soon as you have - we thought. Before departure, a few more minutes elterültem like a corpse, trying to gather strength to get started. Finally set off. The downhill gradient started off the bat, and then traces and pits mostly tekerhetetlen ingázott up and down a steep hillside, where often there was no path. The umpteenth shoulder cipelős climbing is a collective cursed by the Organising Committee of the whole - there is none! This is called the Vietnam bozótharcot their downhill? One susnyáson áttekerve hiss from the rear wheel. Punctures! Never mind, I go further, perhaps stick. And wonder took hold of the rubber lötykölődő Stance, not eresztett off the rubber. Meanwhile, the darkness began to descend, so the survival instinct still drew energy from somewhere, and the others tried to keep pace. The white markings are more difficult we have seen, finally, they have researched with the lamp on the stones, trees. The district held a half, when it was quite dark, and we stood there in the hillside, 3,000 meters of altitude. The threat of darkness came to mind Valentine's Lonely Planet book is the part in which the inhabitants of the mountains show the bears, leopards, snakes ... Flashing lights in the trees! Could odabotorkálnunk. A lonely, locked in a house the other runners, and we found a camera team. They did not know how to reach you. Cuttingly cold wind was blowing, the temperature has long since fallen to under 10 degrees, there was nothing on us and the thin brown outside. The house sat on the side of the wind next to each other closely, and shared our remaining vacogva ennivalónkat. I thought, what could be done. The most reasonable solution presented itself, by breaking the door of the house and put on fire inside. The total darkness of suicide have been neglected or off from the edge of the abyss, call failed. Half an hour later we saw lights - they come down to walk to the organizers, who brought us starthelyről. They do not know which way to go! Fényjelzésekkel half an hour we managed to house them. Very nice they were, gave his own kabátjaikat, nadrágjaikat not stay warm enough. Nevertheless, in a bucket of water would have strangled them, because had to know that this path is impossible in an hour they reach, they have left to get started. Some of them had a stronger light, thus forming a chain, we headed down together. After a walk of about an hour we arrived at the finish line, where the célfelelős consciously preparing the record sheets, and was engraved in our time in the papers. Is your wits, man? Valentine rips and hozzávágja the start number, the others paid no putting it got into the cars. They are really not normal. The camp is more the news spread that the soldiers sabotaged the signals, so wrong in the beginning. Perhaps, anything I can imagine them, but you never know the truth.
I was so sick I am to set up their own one-man tent in the camp, not to disturb Norbiékat night. It turns out, one Singaporean girl fell and broke his leg down the mountain road. Had you gipszelték. Many of them are considering going home.
7th days. Distance: 40km, level: 1000 m
My favorite company in the morning, the Singaporeans communicate that to them which they are fed up, we all got out and therewith Manaliba travel, destination of the competition to rest. Two Indian hazaindul well. For me the competition was over, I am dead, but I break my head to go to the szingapúriakkal. Very good tips, it will not be without great atmosphere in the race. Finally, I do not want to leave themselves Norbiékat, I will stay, but only one of the organizers of the car. It does not matter, a photographer. That day it did not work, because while the drivers in a few hours to get over the hill, we had to avoid it, so had to go 100 kilometers, which is the mountain roads in lasted for 8 hours. Reopened in the dark, cold, we get to, swimming, hiking is not an option. Norbi talks about the trip: this time it was a lot of walking and with technical section. While he is on the steep serpentine technikázott down on the bike (and CC's nature very well go down), the soldiers cut off the road upwards, their backs to the bike kamikázeként rushed down the rocky, steep road! Here he was taken advantage of training courses for ...
8th days. Distance: 80 km level: 1150 m
The next day was the main organizer, Mohi car I get, which is followed throughout the field, so this opportunity to shoot, no it's a little more acquainted with the organizational difficulties. Mohi-driving while talking about the same time both a phone and radio. The phone will narrow winding mountain road upwards. The Englishman mixed hindiből you understand that our people being locked in the bank account. Beats off the sweat, screaming furiously, while on the brink centizgeti an oncoming car to pass by. Unbelievable, but I'm not frightened, indeed, my life was not so calm. Here in the Himalayas each other.
The checkpoint is one of a fire struck the director, corn bake it, I received a nearby house. Megkínál us, fine.
The track is a long climb begins after lejteni. I look with envy to the rest of the car, pulled down on the way - 1200 m are 20 km. I almost just had a climbing and walking, while I was competing. From the window I watch as 7 days after Seeking there are many who are still sitting in the saddle full weight of the rocky slope, with a leg down. Risk of death. Meanwhile, the radio significantly disturbing news coming in Hindi, and almost I am sure that I do not use English words because I was sitting there. I ask, what's the problem. "Ah, no problem" - says the organizer of the tears. A few minutes later admits to carrying tents and an open truck fell on top of her head, seated in the cargo of people injured. Hoppsz. (Later, it turns out there is no serious damage.)
The contestants arrive at the finish line. Everyone is so jaded now, and yet to transfer Section 40 kilometers - one of the busiest in the vicinity közútján! Last year we took them all on this route by car, but this year there is not enough space. Matuzsálemi black smoke spewing trucks and buses should be tekerniük poor and lack of rain nekiered. The life-threatening way, the convoy's long and slow, going behind the trucks and buses are full of unpredictable turns next to carry gas. Everyone constantly honk. When a long tunnel to be traversed, which is the most ancient cave recalls, and be sure to cut dust and smoke, will contain the lincshangulat bringásokon. It is also apparent that we are again in daylight. Finally, we stop for a rest area, and long after the tanakodás away with everyone still manages to kísérőautókba. Kullu end of the day, the area is one of the largest city, where religious festival takes place at this time. Last year it was time to walk away after a bath there, körbenézzünk, óriáskerekezzünk, dinner. This year, the cars just arrived in the evening, the dinner was not outside the energy of anyone else. The organizers have agreed not to fárasszanak us with the results, it could not agree to what time of day on the mountain ragadásos start. Since only a few people were involved, they did not want to delete the transit stops. Norbiék is waived during the versenyzésről, is just too wanted to be the whole thing. Writing in the evening: Valentine's sensitively observed, which can easily come over the agenda, when one of a small forest path on their shoulders carrying a large golden statue people ran together - as if nothing could be more natural. Norbi not even remember! India and the irrationality of all the Otherness röhögőgörcsben a huge break up and dissolve us. Later SMS arrives: Valentine's girlfriend just made a movie. This is so untrue then and there appeared to be unconscious again broke into convulsive laughter.
9th days. Distance: 60 km, level: 1500m
The illness abated nothing, but last year I knew that the last day of the most beautiful of them all, do not let up. The first 1000 meters of climbing still to elvitettem my car, but then the előkaptam Stumpy. 2 miles up a steep flight of stairs, through got to the place, which last year made the biggest impression on me. A small plateau on top of the church, the distant peaks of 6000. Above, newly opened tea stall missed, even sat down and enjoyed the peace of mind. I felt wonderfully. The time now was not as good as last year, could not do any good pictures, but little of the magnificent views. Finally, the last nekiiramodtunk measured phase, which for us was a tour only. Indeed, not even - it was pathetic, trudge, so we went to all three, as if he has not eaten for days. We did not work over time, and often stopped to take pictures as well. In any event, it was the most enjoyable way for the entire race, finally a real montis forest terrain slopes, short kaptatókkal. Despite the trouble really enjoyed it. Halfway bull stumbled. Bikás The affair has been more attentive to these animals, and this copy was also restless. We stopped, got off and started to push the bikes, while threatening to that of the male gaze. As I passed him, Norbit is pushed up a bit. The nearby Indians that laughing is good, what Norbitól received the first and probably lives a very fancy Hungarian cursing. Went further, and then stopped to look back. Valentine's gone! We wait a bit, then you can descend to the machine, what comes suddenly észveszett cry from behind them: Put! Valentine's spin thousand, followed by a large port, beating the 700-pound bull riding! Visszanyelem my heart in my throat, I try to start, but ... fell off the chain! You'll die in a bloody Indian Bull Horn pinned! The road slopes down belendítem myself, and then we felváltással to replace the chain. As I rolled up I begin to look back - the bull stopped. Huhh!
The car carried Manaliba end, the end station, where the days have been conducted in záróceremóniára of preparations. Manali is a real tourist center, a lot of the hotel, and every doorway waiting for some kind of outdoor sport, specialized agency of the tourists. What is the last known outdoor center in one obtained sokágyas room accommodation. Not much is 0 degrees above the temperature, but it is hot! It is also used. Departing for the closing ceremony, but no one anywhere, do not know the address. Only after a lengthy telefonálgatás been achieved, we have someone to come and bringing us to the site. This happens to be the city's main square was a small Teátrum. The great lords turned white armchairs dishonesty, including himself Himachal Governor vigyázállásban tension soldiers, suits and ties. Hear some straight-talking, and then begins the winners. First, the suits and ties receive tiszteletajándékban, then come the race, and India megdicsőül! The military has it all! Despite the low numbers it was a separate standard, but also in India and doubles categories, the latter's members and for some reason, the individual category was also evaluated. The first pair katonacsapat so that each category made some place, they have smiled awkwardly in the third trophy was delivered. The audience seated in rows of starters was convinced that the result was unjust and rather sparse applause was rewarded with a helyezetteket, but Valentine was applause when it took the trophy for best downhillesnek involved. Those are no longer surprised that the planned fabulous pénzdíjakból we saw nothing. Then told to sign a csekkekről missing someone. I have not had no money, and believing that it will remain so ...
If you have come so far in reading, you need not particularly describe why you will not be the only serious competitor ever to visit this event. Who in turn want to take part in an unforgettable adventure, its worth visiting the www.mtbhimachal.com page, where you can find some - a strong criticism read! - Information.
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