I’ve achieved a couple of firsts since last issue: a women’s-only ride and mild heatstroke.I got my first taste of heatstroke riding in ridiculous temperatures. Despite constant drinking I went from being hot to overheated in a very short space of time. While Dave went off to check out a river crossing, apparently I left my helmet laying on the ground while I wandered off somewhere away from the track. An hour sitting in the water helped immensely. Just this mild dose was scary enough to make me realise how quickly things can turn. It also emphasises the importance of riding with people who’ll take you seriously when you say you need a break.
The ‘thumbs up/I’m okay’ signal seemed clear enough.
Crazy girls
Fortunately our womens’ weekend ride wasn’t hot – quite the opposite in fact.