I remember the following things from the race; Sun. Rotokakahi. Muscle cramp. Yelling along to my soundtrack around said Rotokakahi. Muscle cramp. Mud. Hills. It was great.
There was a fair amount of swanning around whilst waiting for my team mate to come in. I rode out to the end of the Exit Trail to sit under a tree, cheer people on and generally enjoy myself. It was one of the happiest times I've had around a bike.

by this time I'd had coffee, beer, ibuprofen, a good warm down, a change of clothes and some nice food. I was feeling well chipper.

my view of the trail. I didn't get any shots of Damo, as he flew through and I was too busy scrambling to get camera/bag/bike sorted and get after him that he was gone before I had the chance.

I love my bike.