Well it has been rather quiet here the latest weeks. The reason is that I am up to my elbows into a new thing now. It is the archipelago raid. A six day nonstop catamaran race from Stocholm to Finland and back again. Berotec our partner that sponsored the boat has made a special site for this that I manage. Check it out here:
Well, since we have this hugeliy ambitous plan to sail the Archipelago Raid next month, I better get started to learn how to sail the Tiger. Not at all as easy as I expected. Well, I actually thought it would be rather hard. I put a message out on the board at Scheveningen Coastal Sailing club and Charlotte was the only one that reacted on my rather weird message….
She drilled me pretty hard and for me it was just a matter of ‘aj aj capt’n’ Awesome. learned sooo much.
Can’t really help to be really taken by what is happening at the other side of the world. While I am just training mostly easy long distance stuff, Lassi probably is skiing through the forest, Olaf Tufte is skiing in the Alps, and probably everybody else is also doing like that, the main man, Mahe Drysdale (3x World champ) is suddenly up to his neck in a cat fight for his so much desired spot in the singles in Bejing. Don’t really know why I find this so interesting. Must be a combination of things. Firts, Mahe, is a extremely friendly dude, really easy and good fun to have to be around with. I admire his qualities as a rower. Read the rest of this entry »
Last eavening we gathered a happy bunch to go running on Haga backen. A 70 meter high slope at the other side of the lake where we live. Louise, Ruairi, Roland, Britta, Nick and I wobbled of from our front door at 18:45. 20 minute jog later we were at the foot of the hill.
Over excited I pointed out the three paths availble. One long and steep, one slightly shorter and steeper, and one ridicilously steep…but short. Somehow I thought we should try 5 ascents on each and take the shortest way down to get a nice ‘work-rest’ ratio.
So of we went. In the dark, and unfortunately it stopped freezing the night before and the lighte drizzling rain turned hard packed mountainside into mudslide. The long trail up is awesome. Than thundering down the steepes slope I quickly found out that more caution hade to be taken here. On my ass I slid 20 odd meters through the mud. 70 minutes later…we decided that we only had 10 descents in us and that the 5 left on the super steep one would have to wait. It was also only Ruari and me left as the others wisely jogged back to the apartment after 5 runs. A good 2 hours later we came home. Shaking legs, mud clad faces…cant be better.
We quickly threw a huge Bolognese together and had a cosy eavening.
Though training hard, it can still be a lot of fun!