|Picket Post a week before the start|
|Setting the bike up in PP car park|
|Tiger Mine Trail Head|
|Signage seems to make great targets|
|Shot to shit|
|first ride on a new rear wheel|
|The start or southern end of the AZT|
|A great view first thing in the morning|
|A flash spot to contemplate scratching|
|Try as you will but when you throw up many many times you care little about what you throw up on|
|Back in the race. A 2am gate on the way to Molino Hike A Bike|
|I threw up here.|
|The trail is sensational from Tiger Mine TH to Ripsey Wash but pay attention.|
|Heading over those hills sometime later in the day.|
|was not paying attention|
|looking back, this is a fun section|
|From Montezuma Pass near the start line|
|going over those at some point too|
|The ridge line trail and a good spot to ring for pizza. Allow 45mins to get down to the bridge|
|Ordering pizza before a race to the bridge. We allowed 30mins. Lucky the delivery was 15mins late|
|ADOT spigot on the right|
|add your own caption|
|I'd wanted to see this in daylight but next time I want to climb to PP in the dark. It gets far too hot in those canyons|
|Heading to Fitz|
|Motel 6 loved what I left them - a dirty bathtub|
|Ridable if you are going south bound|
|Along the Highline Trail (maybe) somewhere.|
Edit: its on the way to Pine. My next photo was of That Brewery.
|Dropped into the canyon at 5pm for an all night hike to pop out on the north rim around 7ish?|
|next morning climbing out|
|had a tail wind to Jacob Lake. Thankfully I was not kicked off the road by the ranger. Next year will be a different story.|
|nice gesture - shit bar|
|too much to face, we went for beer|
|and who else would you want to have beer with?|
|Brand new a couple of weeks ago. They held up for the canyon hike. Will use these (type) again.|
Got extremely sick
Could not keep food down
Quit 10 000 times but never where anyone could pick me up so I kept going
Managed a finish
Driving around Az with Dave H pre and post ride
Beer. Oh the beer!
North side of Humphrey's (?spell) peak to Stateline campground in one hit
Pizza with Dan
Tomato soup at Corner Bakery - half a gallon - I shit you not!
Cowboy sleeping in the desert
Loosing voice from throwing up
Falling off the bike due to low energy - I popped the bead on the front tyre on a corner on day two when I tumbled into a prickly shrub. I lay there upside down in pain listening to a loud hiss thinking I had to sew that back up. It was a sensation of elation to find I only had to set the bead again.
Sitting in bar in Sonoita after the worst day ever pushing a bike. Covered in vomit, dirt, and some blood looking like a derelict trying to order a meal (they did not like the look of me at all), shaking, then having to kick the leg out due to cramps making the waitress jump back startled at this odd person
The Golf club at Queens valley. Chatting with some retirees from Minnisotia then getting up to pay and someone had already paid for my meal.
Daves attempt at encouragement by leaving a choc bar on a gate just before the finish. Turns out Dave hated that bar too.
Elliot Dumont - Road Runner Cycles
John Shilling - for being John
Dave H - great travelling buddy
Dan - he had a phone to order pizza
Desitin - multi purpose
The title explanation:
After days of keeping the bare minimum down going to the loo became unnecessary, but you'd go through the motions and only ever be rewarded with a fart. Wearing bib knicks is very comfy but a royal pain. It is necessary to almost get nude to go for 2s. After 4 days of this the old poem(?) popped into my head - here is sit broken hearted, paid a penny, only farted. It seemed appropriate. All that effort and to quote a mates kids - 'just farts'.