After 6 months of planning and countless hours of training I found myself under a space blanket, spooning, with my dad, desperately trying to fight off the cold. It was just before dawn and -7 degrees, it felt like my body was being closed in a vice.
We were not lost but the possibility of getting lost was real, if we tried to continue on across the frozen river and through the endless maze of wattle in the darkness.
I wanted to see what was involved in undertaking an endurance event and this is how I found myself in the “spooning predicament.”
During Grade 11 at Michael Mount Waldorf school I was tasked with a research project, I chose the topic 'The Mental and Physical Aspects of Endurance Sports', and as for a practical component to the project, I participated in an event called Race To Rhodes, which is part of the Freedom Challenge. I was intrigued by the event as my father has participated in it previously. The event involves map navigation, self supported mountain biking and even some mountainous portage sections. I have ridden a bicycle since the age of 3 but only infrequently and socially.
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