Expedition Africa Race Report

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ARWS Expedition Africa Race Report

Drakensburg, the origins of the name alone brings to mind a treacherous, dangerous, and hostileenvironment. In Zulu the area is known as the Barrier of Spears and in Afrikaans the translation isDragon Mountains. The landscape is vast and was formed from the vicious lava eruptions over 200million years ago that created the second highest waterfall in the world and the second highestmountains and plateaus in Africa. While beautiful and picturesque, the race directors Heidi and Stephenbrought over 31 teams here because they knew that this would be a foreboding area that would take

the most seasoned adventure racing teams and best navigators in the world to their limits.

Our team was comprised of some of the most experienced racers in the sport including Karen Lundgren,Bob Miller, Kyle Peter and me (Garret Bean).

Kyle Peter Kyle serves as the team captain and backup navigator and his job is to keep theteam moving with the big picture in mind. Kyle takes pride in this role and has trimmed hisbeard accordingly to mirror that of the Dos Equis most interesting man in the world. There mayor may not be wisdom contained in that beard, but during this race it definitely contained an

assemblage of bugs, dirt, sweat, and at the end champagne.


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Bob Miller Bobs has over 30+ expedition races under his belt and in is known as one of thesports best navigators. Dont let his skinny legs and arms fool you, this guy is one of the besttechnical off trail runners and has amazing balance as he runs off trail down and up mountains. Ithought when I delivered his 2XU compression gear to him he must have put in an order for his

fiance Shannon, but then I watched as he threw them on pre-race , and the XSs fit just fine .

Karen Lundgren Karen has well over 30 expedition races under her belt. She brings a voice of reason to the team, is a master at logistics and makes our team efficient and quick in TAs bykeeping track of everyone. She manages the details that are easy to miss and makes sure we are

efficient on the trail and in the transition areas. She is truly the Queen of our Machine.

Garret Bean - Yours truly only has 2 expedition races under his belt, so experience is not mystrong suit. My job on the team is to move the team faster. Everyone calls me a mule, but I thinkCabillo (horse) is a more appropriate and complimentary description. My role on this team was

to tow teammates, take weight when possible and push the limits of endurance.

Since none of us have raced as teammates together except Bob and Kyle, this was going to be aneducational experience. We would have to learn about how each other functions on no sleep and howwe can help each other move faster. Contrary to popular belief making fun of Bobs skinny legs doesntmake him faster, but if you dangle raisin bread, a highlighter, or a picture of a clean and organized gear

bag in front of Bob you will get his attention and hell move faster. This race was learning about teamdynamics and how to move efficiently together.


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Pre-Race

Prior to the race, and after a warm African reception and charity event where we donated trees andplanted them with children at a local school, we received a briefing from the race directors identifyingthe legs of the race. It only totaled 350K, and most elite teams figured the race would take about 3 days

and up to 5 days for some of the slower teams. As we sat there with over 125 experienced racers, noone knew that only 16 racers (4 teams) would be able to complete the full course and that each teamwould not come close to meeting time predictions that they set that night.

We received the first map Sunday night and we began plotting up the course immediately. We alreadyhad a big decision to make, would we take the Ifidi Pass from the top of the berg down to the first TA, orwould we take a much longer and well known route behind the Barrier of Spears and down to the firsttransition area (TA). Local teams had an advantage here so we immediately contacted local guides whosaid this was impossible to do just a one way trip in a day. We did not inform them that we intended todo a roundtrip in less than 14 hours, this would have blown their minds. As I struggled to get off the

phone with a guide, he implored me to be careful and his last words that settled into my conscious andwould re- appear throughout the race were DO NOT UNDERSTIMATE THER DRAKENSBERG!

We went to bed not knowing a definitive approach but rather that we would figure it out on the course.

Race Day TA 1 (Trek 50 miles)

It was calm, cool, and sunny, all teams were very excited. We hoped that Kyle s head cold that heacquired 3 days before the race would magically clear prior to the race. As teams danced to Madonna infull gear and 30 pound packs at the start line, everyone wished the best to each other. Then boom! The

race began.

It was all serious now and everyone was focused as we ran down through a campsite and then upthrough a river valley to the first summit and second checkpoint (CP). Locals already had some secretpaths but the elite teams ran together and quickly broke away from the pack. Tecnu, SWECO, Raidlight,

and Silva were among them and pushing hard. As we moved through the confines of a national park westayed on the trails and watched baboons run down the hillsides. The teams running together werestarting the trek that would total over 12,000 feet of ascent.


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We quickly had Kyle and Karenon tow and were moving up thehills. Kyle was struggling with hiscold and as we pushed to keepup on the ascent we had to let

some teams slip by to not killourselves on the first day of therace. At altitudes near 12,000feet Kyles head cold wasspreading to his respiratorysystem on hour 6 already. Kylebattled every step to get a breathand we took his gear from himand pushed on. He continuedwith the Drakensburg shuffle:shuffle shuffle, cough, breathe,cough, shuffle, shuffle. We

reached the top of the plateau after 4 hours, we climbed up precarious ladders and then looked over atthe second tallest waterfall in the world and knew that we had quite a journey in front of us.

Our team decided not to head to the shorter Infidi pass in case it was not possible and followed otherelite teams through the basalt highlands to a place called Rockeries Pass. It was nightfall when wearrived here, and we were nearly 12 hours into the course when all you could see were stars for milesand an occasional flickering head lamp of another team several miles in the distance. We were glad tobegin our decent into the valley, and Kyle began to regain control of his respiratory system. However,

stresses induced by altitude and carrying and towing Kyles pack started weighing on me. Or maybe itwas the food, but regardless it was making it difficult for me to swallow and eat solid food. I was forcedto get all my nutrition from our Endurox R4 recovery drinks. These things were amazing and got us to

the next TA.

When we arrived at the TA we found we were in 7 th place and that several teams took Infidi pass andwere now in first. This paid off big for the locals but we knew there was a lot of race left. I could alreadyimagine the disappointment in some of our followers faces back in the states, but we knew we hadsome medical issues and were comfortable in the spot that we found ourselves in. It could have been a

lot worse.

We quickly prepped the maps and were anxious to go. I tried getting real food down my throat but mybody disagreed and I ran outside and started vomiting. Medical illness number 2 was affecting our team

and we were only about 15 hours in at this point.

TA1 TA2 (Bike 20 Miles)


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We jumped onto the bikes and turned night into day with our Light and Motion headlamps. This wasinstrumental as we were heading down dark twists and turns on our way to the next TA where wewould kayak. It was evident we hadnt raced much together as a team because we were struggling a bitto find out how to help Bob navigate, when it was appropriate to tow teammates on the bike, and whento push. Luckily we do have one of the stronger biking teams and we still made decent time. This bike

took us just over an hour to complete. We didnt cross paths with too many teams here because it wasso short, but we did manage to pass a couple and SWECO was right on our tails.

TA2 TA3 (Swim and Kayak 50 miles)

Some curse words came flying out at this TA,the race directors had decided to make usswim across a 400 foot cove on the lake to apoint where we could get our kayaks to start a75 mile paddle. They seriously wanted us toget in the water at 2AM when it was below 40degrees outside. We contemplated walking an

extra 4 miles not to get wet, but when we sawSWECO close behind we didnt have much of achoice. We ran down to the shore anddimmed down our headlamps. Everyone quickly ditched all their clothes in a dry bag and we prepared toswim across the lake naked. Everyone promised judgments would not be made and that it was theweathers fault and very cold . Although our lights could illuminate the shore on the other side, nothingseemed to be brighter than the Swedish SWECO butts that were bobbing through the water beside us.

That was the only part of the course with a full moon.

We got across the channel to our plastic kayaks and threw on our dry clothes; these wouldnt stay dryfor long. We jumped in and started our paddle at 3 AM from Woodstock Dam to Spioenkop Dam via theTugela River. Our Epic carbon fiber paddles were light and efficient and propelled us to the first CP atthe dam on the lake by sunrise. This first distance of 20 miles took us about 3 hours, while it took otherteams behind us about 4 to 6 hours. We were paddling hard and couldnt shake SWECO though. After

we got to the dam we portaged our boats to the Tegula River and began this section shortly. For the

majority of the time it was Class 1 and 2 rapids that could lull you to sleep after 24 hours of racing.

Suddenly at mile 30 rapids were lifting our boats into the air and we were balancing the boats more thanpaddling. Bob often led this charge by pointing our boat into a direction where we could avoid a few

obstacles, stay upright, and charge down the river. This was a rush! On about the 4 th large set of rapidsthere were about 4 rocks that demanded the boat turn at right angles every 5 feet, our boats wereabout 8 feet. With the low water levels we couldnt float over it and our boat was thrust into a rocksending me catapulting forward into a washing machine. As I held onto my paddle the boat was gone, Ipopped up for two seconds before being swept under again. I briefly saw Bob and our boat 30 feetdownstream together and we were trying to get our feet in front of us to protect the rest of our bodyfrom collisions with rocks. I got sucked under again and when I was able to reach the surface I was


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bludgeoned in the head and red was all around me. Luckily it wasnt blood but Kyles and Karens boaton top of my head, I grabbed it with my free hand and held on for dear life. I looked back and saw Karenand Kyle being tossed down whitewater shoots with their paddles. Everyone was trying to get to theshore and we wedged ourselves into some rocks. Everyone was alive and only slightly bruised. Kyle took

a good knock to his knee and I took a knock to my head but my helmet protected me.

After adjusting ourselves we got back at it, we had to portage one rapids section and rode the rest out.It was an awesome whitewater experience, one that would have been impossible in the dark. SWECOwas nowhere near us and we wondered how they had faired. Later we learned they had similarproblems. Now it was about getting to that next TA to get on our bikes. As we rounded out the last 10miles on the paddle we kayaked a lake within a game preserve. As we approached our take out we could

see the stray animals on the ridges.

TA 3 TA 4 (Bike 60 Miles)

The team was exhausted but the whitewater had woke us up, and we prepared our bikes for somesingletrack , fire roads, and train track trails. As we entered onto the bike it was hard to focus on thetask at hand. We had 30 foot tall giraffes that were flanking us as we rode from CP to CP. These docilecreatures let us pass, as did the zebras, and we rode into a sunset in the Spioenkop National Park gamepreserve . We knew the other Big 5 animals were out there but we couldnt see the lions and cheetahsthat stalked us or their prey. The goal of this section was not to be last, that would be viewed as theweak link and the first to be picked off. Kyle took the GPS tracker so he could be found if he was the one

plucked from the group. We rode through the night and had moved from 5 th to 4 th place.


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As night closed in Bobs nav was spot on with only a minor out a nd back glitch that took us about half amile out of our way. Other teams had surely trekked and rode over 10-15 miles making variousnavigational errors by this point. To Bobs credit this saved us a lot of energy and towards the end of thenight we had set our sights on the previous first place and local team (Cyanosis) to edge them out as we

rode into the mid-camp TA 4.

Mid-camp TA 4

Mid-camp was a compulsory 6 hour stop, do what you must here. Our somewhat haggard team decidedour plan of attack would be ditch the gear, get food in us, and get to sleep as quick as possible. Mid-

camp came with some food prepared by the race marshalls but it was some meat pasta and salad and itdidnt seem like they were quite expecting us to come in when did. I passed o n the pasta, had someEndurox R4 Recovery drinks, and went to bed. The rest of the team stomached a bit, and then hit thehay. Karen and I slept for 4.5 hours and Bob and Kyle only slept for 4.0 hours before getting up toprepare maps. I could hear Kyle saying something in the distance, and then I heard Karen, he was upset

that we werent ready to go as the 6 hour mark approached. Fortunately, he was mistaken and wentinto someone elses room to see it in disarray not knowing that ours had been cleaned alre ady and

Karen and I were both in our 2XU compression tights and bushwhacking gear ready for a long trek. Iscarfed some more food down as we waited 5 minutes before we were allowed to leave. Kyle focusedhimself and the team, and we all waited patiently to charge up the mountain in pursuit of the Merrell

Adventure Addicts in front of us.

Mid-camp to TA 5 (Trek 30 Miles)

As we set off from mid-camp, the elite teams were already 4-6 hours behind schedule with about 40hours of racing under our belts. Tecnu was a couple hours behind Silva and half hour behind Merrell.

Slightly slower teams were still on the water and one team had not made it out of the first trek. Tecnuwas well rested and in good spirits now and set off up the mountain at a torrid pace.

We set our sights on Merrell first, and in this long trekking leg we could see them about 3 ridges over,around 1-2 miles. As we closed in we went to a checkpoint that was an out and back. We skirted aroundridges and looked up to find a monumental arch on the mountain above us. The arch looked as if it wasthe eye on the top of the mountain, and it followed us around as we ran amongst its sinuous and jaggedlegged ridges and drainages. Water poured down from the top of the mountains and we constantly

dipped our heads and hats to keep cool in the

blistering sun.

As we ran to the first checkpoint, the FrenchTeam Raidlight, ran past us. By our estimatesthey were about 1.5 hours before us at thestart and we had cut into their lead by about10 minutes thus far. We would worry aboutthem later, right now it was about catchingMerrell. Bob took us down a route and Karen


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led the running charge the whole time. We knew Raidlight and Merrell were both walking so we werebound to catch up with them at some point. After grabbing the CP that would later be removed fromthe course due to its difficulty, we ran rocky trails back out out to catch up with Merrell. They could seeus coming from behind them but they looked out of gas. We pushed on and took a little break before wepassed them at a good pace. There were cordial hellos and we were off. The USA flagged race bibs and

one Canada bib just passed the defending South African champions.

Apparently the mountains didnt approve and struck down at Kyle. As we pushed on something wasntright and his stomach was in a knot. He threw me his pack and said he would catch up momentarily.

Montezumas revenge had struck and the trail and Kyle had some intimate moments. Soon enough theentire team had it except for me. I was the onl y one who didnt have midcamp food. We pushed ontrying to maintain our lead and only slightly.

As we pushed on, slightly distracted by upset stomachs we made a wrong turn down a ridge. Bob, theexpert navigator quickly identified the mistake and set us back on the correct path. We now had to passMerrell again. As we bolted down the mountain to catch up, we passed Merrell when they could nt finda trail shooting down a canyon. They followed us but we picked up the pace and lost them.

As we shot down the canyon, night began to close in. We knew we had to go 1,500 feet down and then1,500 feet back up the other side of the canyon approximately 2 miles away before nightfall, in a littleover an hour. If we didnt, we may miss what we expected to be a hard to find trail up a crag on the sideof a plateau. Furthermore, if we didnt find the trail it would mean a longer 4 mile hike. We rocketedourselves up the other side of the Canyon with our Leki Microstick trekking poles and Karen quickly

found an indistinct path that led to a ladder and ropes that would help us ascend up this fissure. Wemade it to the top and donned our Light and Motion headlamps for the remainder of the trek. Merrell

wouldnt make it, and couldnt find the path, we had lost them and our hus tle had paid off.

As we picked up the pace, Raidlight was now on our mind. Where could that Frecnch team be? Westarted off on our trek and saw lights off in the distance near our next CP. We were sure it was them butthe lights were scattered and it appeared as If they had split up to find the checkpoint. This is notallowed and we were a little bit angry at the possibility a team wasnt playing by the rules . As we ran up

to the CP Bob sought the light out to confront them. However, to Bobs surprise it wasnt Raidlight buttwo men with an ASSAULT RIFLE! Bob quickly shook their hands as any Canadian would do and said we

were racing and asked for the nearest trail out of their growing operation. We were quick to leave.

After a couple more bouts of Montezuma s revenge the systems had cleared and we were on top of a

large hill ready to head to down to the abseil (rappel). Although, difficult to find, we located flashinglights that indicated we were close to the top of the abseil. We ran down the mountain and could seeRaidlight at the bottom of the abseil. We received brief directions and then at 1 AM we prepared for ourdescent. We spent all morning wanting to jump in a river and only being able to douse ourselves withwater from creeks. Now it was freezing cold outside and we were about to lower ourselves down awaterfall into even colder pools of water. At least the lights of Raidlight provided some motivation.


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The abseil consisted of 5 rappels rangingbetween 75 to 15 feet. It was brilliantwatching the water as it cascaded off the rocks and blasted off the bodies of the teammates. A halo of light was

illuminated in the mist around ourheadlamps; it was as if each teammember has a protective shield aroundthem as they descended the ropes. Thatwas of course until we came collidinginto the face of the cliff and reality; our

shoes couldnt hold the slippery rockface. But we made it down, wet andslightly bloody for me.

When we got to the bottom we removed our climbing harnesses and ran to the next CP, again Bobsnavigation was spot on and we were following bearings on a laser line. We descended down to a creekwhere we ran in to Raidlight only 10 minutes in front of us now. I identified the CP and told Kyle afictitious letter F that was supposed to match 1 out of 4 options on his passport. He looked at me in rageand bewilderment because the CP identifier (actually letter A) did not match the possible punches onthe passport. I burst into laughter and gave him the correct letter; that was the image of a very focused

and driven leader.

We made our way back to a road and ran to the next transition area at a local school were the Raidlightteam was sprawled across the tent. It was cold again and we struggled to find some light and get some

much needed food in the bodies. As we watched Raidlight start to doze off, we decided to seize theopportunity, put off sleep at 3:45 in the morning, and mount our mountain bikes for over a 100 mile

ride.

TA 5 TA 6 (Bike 100 Miles)

The transition happened quickly and we were off into the early morning. We talked about jobs, friends,supporters, family, AR experiences and everything to keep ourselves awake. We got to the first TA and


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Bob could barely find a road that he just took 2 minutes before to cross a field. We were not in the bestmental state and were pretty loopy and losing focus. That was until we saw Raidlight come flying acrossin front of us. We tried to follow for two seconds as we looked for a checkpoint but they disappeared

into the night and cornfields. Bob exclaimed, What the hell, those guys are ninjas! We woke up quickly

and got back on track.

After acquiring a couple CPs we were on some roads for a long haul. Sun was creeping up and we werewaking up. We aligned ourselves in a 4 person pace line and put the hammer down in pursuit of theFrench team . We didnt know where the teams were in front of us but we knew this was our chance tomake up a lot of time. As we towed and pulled each other up the hill, the bikes were moving fast. Werode along farm fields and river terraces for 40 miles, a lot of clothes came off as the thermometerinched upwards. We quickly applied sunscreen out of our small Kinesys bottles and never had to stop. Ataround halfway through we spotted Raidlight. We were going to go for a pass but decided that we couldhelp each other out with a big pace line for a while. Tecnu took the lead and after pulling for several

minutes I went to slide to the back of the pack. Raidlight wouldnt let me in and their captain opened upa hole for me to slide in front of him. The French werent going to be team players and the gauntlet wasthrown.

I rode back up and let Kyle know the situation and Bob and Karen got on our wheels and we made a

move to pull away. Raidlight wasnt able to keep up and we were out of there. After putting on a solid 5minutes on the competition, Raidlight was looking tired. Unfortunately a sharp crippling pain shot upKarens back. She didnt know what it was but she couldnt hold onto her handlebars. We had todismount the bikes in the shade and lay her down. Kyle moved in to massage her shoulders but lookedlike a kindergartener trying to knead his first pizza dough. I had to kick him off to put my highly trainedmasseuse hands to work. I jumped in and we got a couple kinks out of Karens back to get her back on

the bike. We rode on but Raidlight was in

our rearview mirror.

The next two hours of riding was into amassive headwind no matter whichdirection we went, and to top it off there

wasnt water to be found anywhere. Wehad been running dry for nearly an hourbefore we were able to find a spigot in asmall town at a CP. This was the most

grueling segment of the race, we werehead to head with Raidlight andexchanged positions only twice fornearly 40 miles. Tecnu was committed to

holding the lead; it wasnt clear if we were holding the lead strategical ly, for mental intimidation, or if itwas just ego that propelled us in front. Regardless we were all in beast mode, putting ourselves in the

pain cave, towing each other, and letting out grunts. Karen was in so much pain from her shoulders she


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was constan tly yelling whenever not in the presence of Raidlight. Kyle couldnt say anything because hewas exhausted and his throat was so sore he couldnt speak. We pushed on for hours and ended upafter 100 miles at the kayak TA with no place to put our bikes.

We would like to think we beat the truck there from our blistering pace, but rumor has it the truck mayhave temporarily broken down. This was precious for Karen and I as we caught a quick nap as Kyle andBob addressed the maps. After we left this last TA we would be home after a short kayak and trek inabout 5 hours.

T6 - T7 (Kayak 6 miles)

Once the team got the bike boxes they were loaded up in a matter of seconds and we approached theboats to paddle at sunset. This was easy to navigate and we shot across the lake and arrived 30 minutesafter the sunset. I went to step of the kayak and lost my balance flying back into the lake. I emerged

soaking wet underneath my waterproof attire and I would remain wet for the rest of the race. The restof the team managed to stay dry with proper dismounts, but they soon would be wet and cold on a long

last trek.

T7- Finish (Trek 20 Miles)

After we transitioned to the run we were intent on holding onto our lead over Raidlight for what weestimated to be the last 4 to 5 hours. As we pushed on and fog started rolling in we had to take a quicknap since the sleepmonsters were attacking Bob. I was more than happy to take another short nap. Kyleopted for no sleep and served as our alarm clock. After only 10 minutes of sleep we pushed on and wesoon saw Raidlight coming up from behind us in a glow of fog. Soon enough we were in a head to headmatchup with Raidlight. Silva to our knowledge should have been completing the course in the next

hour with a 2 to 3 hour lead.

This is when it got crazy, we took one bearing and went down a creek in the wrong direction for about 5minutes. We lost our advantage over Raidlight and to our knowledge could have lost the race. As wecorrected ourselves we headed in reverse but could not accurately locate ourselves. The fog rolled inthicker than before and soon we could only see about 10 feet in front of us, every direction we turnedwas a creek that would meander within 20 feet and was nearly impossible to identify on the map. Bobsystematically attacked different channels for over 4 hours with the rest of the team following closebehind. The trek turned into a stagger as the night wore on. Although frustrated there were no

complaints, although Kyle started calling out for Nemo. Nemo was the name of our tent and thankfullyhe wasnt hallucinating. The team refused to get in a tent and thought we would be too cold if westopped moving. After about the 75 th creek we went up, we found the trail to the CP. We were ecstaticto find it, although at this time we figured there was a good chance we had fallen off the podium. Wehad no idea other teams would be having similar problems with the fog. We were wet and cold and nowwe just needed to get back to the lodge.


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We trekked out of the canyon near the dam,circumnavigated the lake and approached aridge. However, when we got to the top we

couldnt tell which pass we should go down.We knew if we chose wrong we could be

walking through the fog and off a cliff. Sincewe couldnt be sure of the correct pass afterour first ascent up the cliff we knew we mustrelocate ourselves down at the lake. At thispoint it was more about self-preservationthan winning the race. After- all if we hadchosen wrong it could have taken twice aslong and meant our demise.

We descended and had to warm up since we were all shivering and soaking wet. We wrapped ourselves

in our SOL breathable Escape Bivvies and made our second ascent up the ridge meticulously until wecould identify the pass down. We had to trust our instincts and map here because the howling winds,rain and fog wouldnt allow us to see where we were going. We put our faith in Bob and Kylesnavigation and descended down the steep pass and canyon. Eventually we were able to descend about

800 feet and the gradient turned from cliffs to hills.

Altogether the last trek leg had taken us around 14 hours and we werent done yet but we were off the

mountain and in a more familiar place. As we passed a lodge and traveled down a road we quicklybrought ourselves onto single track that Karen and I had explored pre-race on our mountain bikes. Wewere home free as we started to see a couple media personnel. We ran it in to the finish figuring wewould have a 5 th or 6 th place finish after our disaster of a night. We had already mentally put it in thebank as a learning team experience. It took what seemed l ike forever before Kyles mom Tommyannounced our placing in 2 nd ! We couldnt believe it and the champagne popped!


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It was an amazing adventure brought to us by Tecnu and Tec Labs makers of Poison Oak and Ivy wash aswell as Tecnu First Aid Gel used multiple times throughout the course. Adventure Medical Kits also helpsus to get to the starting lines and we put to use their adventure medical kit multiple times and their SOL

Escape Busy kept us from going into hypothermia.

Special thanks to our other sponsors, PHL who powered us with Accel gels, recovery bars, Second Surgegels, and Endurox R4 recovery drink throughout the race. Light and Motion turned night into day, BrooksCascadia 8 trail shoes were on our feet the entire time, LEKI Microstick trekking poles, Julbo Pipeline,Trails and Dust sunnies, Darn tough socks, Headweats performance hats, Kinesys sunscreen, and

comfortable Champion Systems and 2XU compression clothing were with us till the end.

A huge thank you to all our fans, we had over 117,000 unique visits to our facebook page that wasbrought to you by our tireless team manager Earring Doug Judson who slept about as much as we did..Thank you to Stephan and Heidi for putting on a truly epic, arduous week of world class adventure. We

hope to be back again someday, but till then, we take with us a lifetime of memories from South Africa.

Thank you for the support!

GB and team!

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