Northward Bound

The Time Has Come

The time has come to head north. The training and the planning are over with. Nothing left now but the tumult and the shouting.

The race day forecast hasn't changed - 50% chance of rain, more in the morning than the afternoon. High 40s. Overcast. It's going to be raw.

This morning I woke on planet Lemonstar and tonight, Jah willing, I will lay my head in Derby, just across the border from the land of the Big Poutine. Allez!

The next post will tell the story of how it all went down.

Chariot of Shad