Restroom Confessions

I'd missed the inaugural Kiwi Brevet, through a combination of apathy and anxiety, I think. I didn't know a lot about self sufficient multi day stuff at the time (In spite of working at probably the best place to source information and gear - R&R Sport, which subsequently whored itself out to become Torpedo7). Combined with the lack of impetus to do  the thing , I was also shit scared of taking such a plunge. I mean, riding 1,100 km, with no possibility of a pick up from a good-natured friend, or bailing out at any point? Fuck that. The week of the first KB, I'd worked out I'd made a big mistake. I was following the blue dots with eager anticipation and excitement, wishing I was out there among them. I vowed to make the start line of the next edition, should there be one. //-------- I originally penned this passage the day I arrived home from my first Brevet. Only my second proper multi-day event, having completed the Tawhio o Whanganui the summer of 2011/12 w...