Day 7 Lulea to Skellefteå
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So we thought we were all pretty down previously but today was an all time low for everyone. Despite the team having had a catch up the previous night with our Jonathon in Australia, morale was beneath rock bottom for both back up and cyclists. If it could go wrong this morning it certainly did. The weather didn’t help as it started to rain as the cyclists were setting off to drive back to their starting destination. Thankfully the weather cleared for them and when they eventually set off it was dry.
Back up had a bit of a chill once they had left taking advantage of the pool again. (When we say pool we are stretching the imagination but we were happy). We had a late set off and then began our adventure to find where the cyclists had left the truck James Bond style using various apps to find the location – can you tell we are grasping for excitement!!
Everyone met for lunch and spirits did seem a little better. The amazing pizza helped!! Knees were sore and muscles were aching. Food was eaten and the team were ready for the off and then, yes you’ve guessed it- the heavens opened!! Torrential rain, wind into the faces and wet slippy dangerous roads. If the weather was good, the views would have been amazing but heads were down and it just wasn’t fun. Conditions were bad for both teams. The cyclists tried to persevere but the weather and the fact that all roads lead them to the treacherous E4 which simply couldn’t be travelled on by cyclists meant that they had to radio in to the back up team to rescue them. We had just arrived in Skellefteå but did a quick drop of bags and turned around to head back for them. We found them relatively easily and the dance they did as the truck pulled up showed just how pleased they were. They were soaked to the skin and freezing cold. Heat was whacked up and music turned on loud to warm them through and get spirits up.
After warm showers back at the hotel and a beer with a debrief, it was great to hear the chatter of the team. Spirits might have been low but the resolve was high and all were agreed that “tomorrow is another day”. Another day without rain would just be the icing on the cake!! Our luck has got to change.
Love and thanks for your support as ever.