Sunday, 17 April 2011
Getting to Grips
Bas, Jeannine (Dutch friends) and I had 2 days on this football pitch, going round and round, figures of 8, slaloms round rocks, slow turns, gear changes etc. The trainer, Abass, sat under a canopy and watched from the shade with a cool drink. Actually, "trainer" is probably not the most accurate title as he hardly spoke until we asked "Are we doing this right?" To which he nodded. During a break I bought a knitted rope doormat from this man who is blind and made them himself. His grandson took him around and he carried the mats on his head, of course.
Day 3 was a little more exciting as we were let out on the open road! This was even more of a challenge as they had forgotten to clear the highways of other road users. Miraculously, we returned after a couple of hours, exhilarated, exhausted, a little more skilled and intact.
Our first adventure took us to this reservoir which we circumnavigated. Every time we stopped for a break, we had to strip off all the protective clothing or we would have expired. The trainers, needless to say only had helmets and possibly only wore those to set a good example to us.
Day 4 was something different again!