Verdon Canyon Challenge 2010 - David Christopher

30 June 2010

Written by Christophe David

Lu 518 fois

Few participants for four races in one weekend
Approximately 130 of the 100 so you're still early in the race to the end.

An impressive site: the largest, most beautiful canyon in Europe and a water color of a light green "Unbelievable". Stones everywhere, as if it rained.
The feet turned into a delicious raclette by land.
Passages worthy of Gallic raid to begin with a river crossing in the river ... with trees encased, in a bank to ESCLADE s'aggripant roots and passages provided by fixed ropes on the steep passages (passage have continued to collapse the way originally planned) before arrival in Moustiers (one of the most beautiful villages in France) where I took the time to visit and discuss ....
After a second part cushy along the 3rd Women: Eric Kohler to discuss and admire the scenery (lake of Holy Cross and the cliffs of the Verdon birds climbers ...)
Then at where Mayrestre kidding with the guys ravito. They wonder if I just run 60 terminals where if I leave my car in the parking lot next door. J'me says I have to be well so I'm leaving strong enough in distancing Sylvie, but a beast out of breath catches up to me! It Michel Rousseau (Olivier knows that they have 91 UTMB 32 H together).
This rascal had gone before me from the start, but he explains that he followed, like an idiot, a group that has lost 30, and he tracked since the first prosecution ravito like cowboys in westerns. Big joke then, and delighted to find herself. Michael "bomba" will live a hell is that she smokes funny loco (at least 2 packs a day!). I take a gel to keep ryhtme, but the stomach that does not follow!
He let me go and I get 5 'behind the Maline where I eat pasta on a chair giving me a massage by a physiotherapist insisting! I'm not annoying me!
Michael and I'm leaving before end 40 'front, then I descneds in the gorge at the end of the day along the Verdon Trail Imbut and back up through the famous fixed ropes and other handrails with a slight contraction in the upper legs which forces me to really take the time and do not mount on the arm.
I bang my head in the dark and volunteers placed to ensure the secu ask me if it goes.
I said OK and I leave this passage really "special" night to reach the trail Vidal.
In the following ravito, they expect a rider who began his head and they think it's me because I'm dressed in red as a person and Deplus I tell them I hit my head too. They m'examinent and it goes, I did not open front. I continued slowly because the markup is not very visible between "small forest" and "eagle" in Aiguines. I meet rescuers oncoming always looking for the wounded and I tumble several times on these paths filled with "roling stones". Fortunately no sores, but it's hot.
I arrive at the Eagle delights / campsite where my tent (it's the first time I cross a campsite trail). I turn next to my tent, saying it would like an additional psychological testing to see if we made the last stage where if you go to bed ...
The parks Last step is not terrible because it is relatively flat with crossing vehicle track and field (done I think to reach 100km).
This will be the same point (one final useless) top of my camping neighbor, a ... Dawa Sherpa. Perhaps you've heard of him since he literally flew over the air test of his stride and laughing. If so, I ran into him in the race puiqu'il also had a loop between the 17th and 10eKM KM and he walked around 15km / h with a smile. It was bright.
So I finished the last loop running like it was relatively flat and well finished this beautiful journey into lanuit 4:30 am to 11:26 p.m. in the race and mid-ranking.
I congratulate the volunteers and drinks a beer with one of them in a warm "pub closure" because the only j''étais arriving in the hour after ...

The next day I found my friends' uncles flingueurs "and discusses with Pascal Penot sixth with his beautiful Chapio.
I ask advice Dawa downhill on gravel, owls, knees ...
It tells of Nepal and the race he organizes. I replied: "Tomorrow SoloKumbu, tomorrow ..."
Because tomorrow is another day ...

We left in a car in early morning and close it gets caught by a deluge of hailstones that requires us to adopt as many motardss and convertibles are filled with small white ball. The hyper violent storm blew over and we returned safely to Lutece, homeland Koupavix!

Another great race