Drams and crashesStage 1 Tour Of Thailand 2013
Early start as it was going to be a long day with a 300 km transfer between the finish and the start of stage 2.
the race nearly did not start as a large group of riders got lost despite having a local guide, EHBS was in that group and this caused me no end of stress wondering where the hell everyone was.
The usual asian start happened and the bunch got up to 60km very quickly at race start.
Dylan started the winning break just after the first sprint, this break got up to 1:40 for most of the race. I then here on the race radio that Dylan attacked the break with about 50km to go and went off with another rider. He was soon caught by the break and spat out the back to be gobbled up by the main bunch. Youth and enthusiasm got the better of him today. The conditions were extreme, despite the brillaince of 32Gi chews and electrolytes, Dylan was cooked. The hard working Scotty came back several times to get water and food to supply the riders in the bunch. At the last feed, on the way back, Scotty just avoided a nasty crash when an Asean Team rider got hit by another team car and went flying into the ditch. Soon worse was to happen, a big crash happened in the main bunch and I had two riders involved: Jake and Dylan.
When I got there, Jake was bit winded but was soon back on his bike with fresh water. The only damage was his ego and one bidon cage.
Dylan was a bit worse off, he was clutching his wrist and in a lot of pain. The brave trooper still tried to get onto his bike and get back in the race. His bike was also damaged, the front was flat with a broken spoke, and I noted a very bent rear hanger. Quick the spare bike was taken down and set up. Jake was soon on his way. I cleaned up the mess of broken bikes and bottles, tossed them in the ute and off we went.
I soon picked up Dylan who was nursing his right hand. I pulled up in front of him in order to pace him back to the convoy. This worked for a few Km until I was reprimanded and waved on by an official. I could see by Dylans face that the pain was intense and I suspected it would soon be the broom wagon for him.
I soon caught up with Jake and saw that he was being paced without official harassment by another team car at about 60km/h. Sadly soon officials intervened and the car was waved on. Jaked plodded on and as soon as I could I put myself into a position to pace him. This lasted a while until the call came to feed a EHBS rider. Off I had to go.
There was Heksa, waiting so patiently at the back of the main bunch, some water and food later and he was off.
Eddy managed to get away from the main bunch and started another chasing break. it closed to the leading break by 30sec, when it was ruthlessly chased down by the main bunch.They then suddenly stopped chasing the break and the time gap extended once again to 1:30 plus.
This was the state of play until the finish of the race.
I was then called to the medical tent where I assessed the very swollen wrist of Dylan to be broken and requested that he go to hospital for an X-Ray. Jake was delirious with heat exhaustion as he had turned himself inside out to stay in the race. Jake soon accompanied Dylan the hospital for treatment with the organisers promising to get them to the next stage sometime today.
Jake was not too keen on the hospital idea, I am not sure if it was the fear of the needles or the looks of the fierce nurse that put him off.
Meanwhile, Heksa, Scotty and Eddy had refuelled with 32Gi recovery drink and started getting gear stowed away on the ute for the trip (300km) to the next stage.
The trip turned out to be eventful as well, first our allocated bus was full, so they shoved us onto the staff bus (who were none too pleased) A few hours into the trip, one of the bused broke down and guess who's bus they are being put on, yep ours.
We are all looking forward to a nice shower, a feed and sleep. Tomorrow is another day of only a mere 190km!!