Leaving on a jet plane
After many hours of heaving my gasping sweaty body up hill and down dale we leave the country today to “compete” in the ABSA Cape Epic.
One of my friends told me yesterday that it looked like a nice biking holiday! Mmmm not sure if holiday is the right way to describe it but it is certain to be the trip of a lifetime.
While I was sorting my packing and checking my bike, Noah, my 3 year old son, watched me with curiosity.
“daddy, when go on your bystickle do you see baby bears in the woods?”
“no, but I do see rabbits and squirrels” I explained
“ok…daddy do they have baby bears in Africa?”
“no, but they have lions, zebras elephants and giraffes.”
“like at the zoo?” he asked
“yes just like the zoo but they don’t live in cages” I told him.
” daddy will you come home from Africa?” he asked changing the direction of the conversation.
“yes, well I hope so, why?”
“if you come back” he started, “will you live with me and mummy or will you live next door?” he looked at intensely as he asked.
” do you me to live with you?” I asked cautiously.
“well sometimes I do, but if you lived next door you wouldn’t tell me off when I was naughty, and you could tell Thomas off instead.” he said.
“but Thomas has a mummy and daddy to tell him off when he is naughty.” I waited as Noah looked at me carefully. “mmm ok well you might die in Africa then you won’t come home!” he said seriously, “if you were dead the lions can eat you too.”
With that he turned and ran off carrying Buzz Lightyear.
On a lighter note the Times racing jerseys arrived from Polaris yesterday (picture very soon) and they were worth waiting for. Although we can’t sell them because of a ruling over the use of the crest on sports gear being demeaning to the crown, they are beautiful. A huge thank you to Andy Keys for designing them and to Roger Dillon at Polaris for jumping through hoops to get them made just in time.
Next time I update this I will be in Cape Town nervously waiting to toe to start line on Saturday.
March 18th, 2009 at 10:56 am
All the best guys. And Dennis, we’re all counting on you to keep Paul out of the mouths of babe … sorry, lions and other beasties and returning him safely to his neighbour’s house.
March 18th, 2009 at 1:34 pm
Note to editor: Don’t get eaten by a lion