2012
Bottlemart Smiddy Challenge, Day 7
the next 8 days, thank
you!" I was taken aback slightly as I was waiting for a ribbing about the
shortcut but Adam was already having the time of his life and voicing his
appreciation. Each year it means a great deal to me that the riders who come on
board get what this journey is all about. Most riders come prepared for the
physical challenges that arise from riding 1600 kilometres in 8 days, but not
the emotional journey that ensures due to the outpouring of human emotion and
incredible acts of kindness over the 8 days and nights. Never has Smiddy failed
me in our quest to enlighten our riders as to what this is all about.
Anyway those simple words from Adam meant so much to me, more than he will ever know until he hears me read this out tonight during our celebration dinner on the final night in Townsville. But those words were enough for me to reflect for the rest of the day on what this ride means to, not just me, but for everyone that has come on board since that first epic year back in 2006 when Ron Steel, Oliver Bodak and myself completed the very first Smiddy Challenge.
Challenge. Those people of
course are the riders and road crew and are sitting right here in this room
with me now as I speak.
job lads, proud of your work
and time to give up your day jobs. Here is the exciting kill count for the day.
89 kangaroo's
56 piles of bones
3 eagle type birds
1 camel
45 bad smells
16 furry unknowns
5 cars
3 bandicoot like things
4 common birds
2 wild pigs
2 lizard like messes
3 crime scene style messes
Maria and David Smiddy are two of those 13, fronting up for their 5th Smiddy Tour, and without their involvement it just would not be the same. Maria's hugs are more valuable than the world's largest diamond, and she dispenses them at the drop of a hat and makes you feel extremely special. While David, with his sharp wit and cheeky grin, catches some unwary riders as to if he is serious or not when having a dig. He of course means nothing but good fun, but it has been funny to watch new riders interact with Smiddy for the first time on this trip. We are indeed incredibly gifted to have their wonderful loving company and friendship. Thank you to all the road crew but especially to Maria and David. The courage they show each year to help in an event that reminds them of their loss must be extremely hard and on behalf of all the riders we tip our hats and remind them that they are truly special and loved by us all.
The final hit out in Charters Towers
One would think that riding 1600km's in 8 days would be enough to keep most energetic riders happy. Not so as on day's 3, 6 and 7 we have a go-at-your-own pace session over 15km's for those wishing to express themselves. Today 35 riders opted to hit the pavement at speeds close to ballistic as two groups were sent out as A and B grade. The B grade went first and got a 45 second head-start on A, which turned into nearly 3 minutes thanks to a wide load coming through that delayed the A grade start. As it turned out this was a good thing as Rowan Foster and Dan Maunders bridged the gap just before the line, with Dan the victor over the inform Row Man
I will leave you with this short poem I wrote on my tablecloth at Clermont, where we were invited to scribble down a poem on the disposable table clothes.
"...Ease our pain
Adam's spirit reigns
The Smiddy ride
Keeps his memory alive..."
By:
Sharky
Stats for the day
Course:
Belyando Crossing to Charters Towers
Distance:
198km's
Average
speed: 28.5km/h
Metres
climbed: 850
Temperature
min: 9 degrees
Temperature
max: 37 degrees
Wind
direction: NorthWest
Hi there,
Sharky here and my turn to write some words on what has been another
unbelievable journey of human courage, sacrifice and community involvement on
the long road to Townsville.The journal readings each night have been such a
pleasure and I am so appreciative to all the riders who forego a few hours
sleep each night and have taken on this responsibility. Gone are the years
where I write all the journals for the Challenge and what a treat it has been
for all our followers out there. So without further adieu I welcome you to the
day 7 report of the seventh annual Smiling for Smiddy Bottlemart Challenge.
One rider's words gets me thinking
On day
one of this year's Smiddy Challenge one of the riders, Adam Felsman, turned to
me, as we were riding the infamous 'Sharky Shortcut', and said; "Sharky,
thank you." At the time we had just completed a climb that was a tortuous
21 percent gradient. By taking the shortcut we kept the riders off the busy and
dangerous D'Aguiller highway for an additional 40 kilometres. Therefore my
reaction to Adam's thank you was I thought he was having a dig at me as the
shortcut had not only stupid steep climbs, but dirt roads and creek crossings.
My reply to ADam's thank you was; "you're welcome mate but what are you thanking
me for." Adam stated simply but with sincerity, "Sharky for this, the
ride, today, for Anyway those simple words from Adam meant so much to me, more than he will ever know until he hears me read this out tonight during our celebration dinner on the final night in Townsville. But those words were enough for me to reflect for the rest of the day on what this ride means to, not just me, but for everyone that has come on board since that first epic year back in 2006 when Ron Steel, Oliver Bodak and myself completed the very first Smiddy Challenge.
I wish I could ride with Adam by my side
The one
over-riding thought that came to mind was this: I would give back every
experience I have ever had over the past six years since Adam's passing to have
him back again and riding by my side. As we all know, that can never happen,
but let me tell you here and now, that I have relished, appreciated and
respected each and every occasion, since 2006, to come into contact with some
extraordinarily special people. On this occasion, I have had the pleasure of
hanging out with 63 of them during this years Smiddy
A road full of champions for the cause
The other
thought that I mulled over was how much I wish all the riders family, friends,
and donors could see these magnificent machines in action. By machines I of
course am referring to the riders. How they perform day after day, without
complaint, never a negative comment escapes their lips, (not that I hear
anyway) regardless of how much they suffer. And I assure you that each and
everyone of us suffers at various stages throughout every day. The saddle
sores, the bruised sit bones of their bottoms, the constant pain in their necks,
shoulders, joints, the hotspots in their feet; all from the constant jarring of
riding on rough roads similar to sitting on a jackhammer.
Smiddy spirit alive and well!
Now let's
fast forward a few days. Two very tough days in the saddle with the high speeds
due to tailwinds of day 4, and the cross-headwinds on day 5. The riders rolled
into Clermont totally spent but alive with a passion that showed they now
believed in the aura of the Smiddy spirit and the bonding of the group as a
whole. Handshakes and congratulatory hugs were now happening; not just a few
but the entire group- road crew included. I had waited for that moment for 5
days, and Clermont was the day it materialised and I could not have been
happier. One thing I take pride in -in each and every Smiddy journey- is the
fact that even the most hard core athletes are broken down and accepting of the
fact that during this 8 day journey it is okay to let your emotions show to the
entire group. How can you not be, when you hear the stories of suffering and
loss due to cancer from our fellow riders who speak so openly and passionately
each night. My appreciation went out to my fellow Smiddy riders from the day
they signed up 10 months ago, but now, each and every one of these fine human
beings, having earned my admiration and respect. I do not apologise for wearing
my heart on my sleeve, that is me- please know I hold you all in the highest
regard and mere words can't express what your actions mean -not only to myself-
but to Maria and David Smiddy. We are in awe of your contribution and thank you
from the bottom of our hearts.
Cattle grids/Road kill and headwinds
So on the
7th edition of the Smiddy Challenge, day 7 from Belyando Crossing to Charters
Towers, was a day like the 6 before; road crew up at 4:30am and doing the
tireless job of prep for the riders. Breakfast was a self catered road crew
affair from 5:30am and roll out was spot on 6:30am. Once again, for the 7th day
straight, we were greeted with crystal clear blue skies, and thankfully the
minimum temperature was now a balmy 9 degrees. The talk in the peloton was of
the night spent under the stars, as all riders accommodation consisted of a
night out in the open in swags. Talk was also rife of Rowan's rendition of the
day in his night-time wrap of the days events and the good natured ribbing he
inflicts on those that come into his line of sight. The cattle grids that
brought down two riders in the peloton a couple of years ago were successfully
navigated, and the road kill count was staggering as we entered what our great
mate Andy Schindler referred to as 'The Kill Zone'. Dan and Nick, our
entertaining road kill counters for this year's Smiddy Challenge, were under
immense pressure. Were they up for the job? Would they crumble under the
pressure? Would they have to bring in another deputy road kill counter? I am
happy to say that they performed their duty with dedication and military
precision, although this afternoon when the group participated in a 15
kilometre go-at-your-own-pace session into Charters Towers, the kill count was
a bit of a blur due to the lads sitting on 45km/h. Nice
Schindler’s List (road
kill count) –By Dan Maunders and Nick Bourns
2 emu's89 kangaroo's
56 piles of bones
3 eagle type birds
1 camel
45 bad smells
16 furry unknowns
5 cars
3 bandicoot like things
4 common birds
2 wild pigs
2 lizard like messes
3 crime scene style messes
Now at
our first water and pee stop, one hour into our departure, I called a group
meeting and suggested that we take advantage of the distinct lack of wind. All
agreed it was an excellent idea and that we would not go any faster than
35km/h. As we pushed off the speed went from 25 to 35 and then at 45km/h on a
slight downhill, with riders salivating onto their top tubes and the sounds of
heart valves popping, it was a unanimous unspoken decision, that my chat was in
vain, and that we should go back to what was working for us originally before
my little chat. The wind then reared its ugly head and it was a most
uncomfortable slog fest into morning tea at 69 kilometres.
Our beautiful road crew and old dogs make mistakes
I can't
begin to tell you how good it is when we turn that last corner and see our
delightfully friendly and bubbly road crew standing on the roads edge waving us
into our comfort stop. Personally I was suffering to the point of having
thoughts of jumping in the sag wagon for the first time ever in 7 years of
Smiddy Challenge events. I had made the cardinal sin of not drinking enough and
was paying the price. I am the one instructing riders to drink and eat
constantly but somewhere along the way I forgot to remind myself! Anyway the
road crew are unbelievable; we roll up and a rolling buffet of food and drinks
are on hand at every stop. They are there to help us do just about anything
that we ask, although the line has been drawn when it comes to applying chamois
cream to a riders nether regions. The crew this year consists of 13 wonderful
volunteers who give up 8 days of their valuable time to look after 50 hungry
and dirty riders. Maria and David Smiddy are two of those 13, fronting up for their 5th Smiddy Tour, and without their involvement it just would not be the same. Maria's hugs are more valuable than the world's largest diamond, and she dispenses them at the drop of a hat and makes you feel extremely special. While David, with his sharp wit and cheeky grin, catches some unwary riders as to if he is serious or not when having a dig. He of course means nothing but good fun, but it has been funny to watch new riders interact with Smiddy for the first time on this trip. We are indeed incredibly gifted to have their wonderful loving company and friendship. Thank you to all the road crew but especially to Maria and David. The courage they show each year to help in an event that reminds them of their loss must be extremely hard and on behalf of all the riders we tip our hats and remind them that they are truly special and loved by us all.
37 degrees/Headwinds/1440km's/Yet still energy for a hit
out!
It was
the same story all day; water stops, morning and afternoon teas, lunch, 180km's
in fact, all into a strong cross-headwind that has now been against us for 3
days. The wind combined with the high temperatures brings on dehydration and
the concentration levels waver. Therefore the chat within the group is vitally
important to stop riders going into the slumber room. Brenton Cope, Natalie
Gordon, John Leyshon and Christian 'Killer' Killeen are perfect examples of
riders who constantly make noise type sounds, to their fellow riders, that
resemble speech, which has the effect of keeping us on our toes and awake.
Today was one of those days where if we did not have rider's doing this then
accidents can and do happen. So a huge thank you to those mentioned above and
all the other other guys not mentioned here who also make a contribution.One would think that riding 1600km's in 8 days would be enough to keep most energetic riders happy. Not so as on day's 3, 6 and 7 we have a go-at-your-own pace session over 15km's for those wishing to express themselves. Today 35 riders opted to hit the pavement at speeds close to ballistic as two groups were sent out as A and B grade. The B grade went first and got a 45 second head-start on A, which turned into nearly 3 minutes thanks to a wide load coming through that delayed the A grade start. As it turned out this was a good thing as Rowan Foster and Dan Maunders bridged the gap just before the line, with Dan the victor over the inform Row Man
Huddle up and incredible kindness
Each day
that the stages finish since Clermont the hugs and handshakes are a natural
occurrence between all the rider and road crew. Today was no different as the
Smiddy spirit has engulfed us all and we are powerless to act in any other way.
Thank you to Smiddy rider David Lynch who led the huddle, which is done
directly after we finish each stage. Once again the riders are sleeping under
the stars tonight in their swags. I am tapping this out while Nathan has his
legs up against the wall readying them for another big and final day of riding
tomorrow. We are at the School of Distance Education for the fifth year
running. The school allows us to use the school grounds and the rooms for those
who wish to sleep on their swags inside. John and Anne Clarke are the amazing
couple who help make this happen and we are eternally grateful for their
support. The Charters Towers Lions and Rotary clubs feed the crew dinner and
breakfast and there are no associated costs to us thanks to their involvement.
Night-time function wrap
The night
wrapped up with our usual get-together where Ben and Dustin read out the days
journal from day 6, while Daniel Knight and Brett Goebel spoke emotionally
about their reasons for being on the ride. Thank you to all the wonderful and
inspirational speakers over these past 7 nights. Category jersey winners for
tonight were Scotty Fraser who received the 'Spirit' jersey, who thanked
everyone for helping him to achieve his goal of riding as much of the Smiddy
Challenge as was humanly possible. The very deserving 'Team' jersey went to a
clearly excited David Silvestri, who admitted to having never won anything in
his life. Well David, you have won the admiration of 50 riders and 13 support
crew. These guys are your extended Smiddy family now mate and proud of your
involvement.
Sharky's final words
What an
amazing journey so far. Here we are 6 years since my mates passing. In that
time we have completed 7 Smiddy Challenge events, 3 Midi Smiddy's, 2 Half
Smiddy's, 1 Smiddy Pyrenee's, 1 Kiddy Smiddy, 2 Smiddy Noosa triathlons, 2 NSW
Smiddy's, a 10km Smiddy Challenge swim, 2 documentary's have been made about
the Smiddy story, a park was renamed Adam Smiddy Park in Milton Brisbane and
the Smiddy 7in7 ride around Australia is now up to it's 5th year. In that time
we have raised in excess of 3 million dollars for cancer research. But for me,
the greatest success is that many thousands upon thousands of people now know
the Adam Smiddy story and what a special story that is. I miss my mate and as
Maria Smiddy once said, this is a story she wished she could have shared with
her son.I will leave you with this short poem I wrote on my tablecloth at Clermont, where we were invited to scribble down a poem on the disposable table clothes.
"...Ease our pain
Adam's spirit reigns
The Smiddy ride
Keeps his memory alive..."
Thanks
guys for following this Smiddy Challenge journey. I look forward to updating
you as I venture across the Nullarbor in a few days time.
Take
care.
Sharky.
If keen
to make a donation and help me reach my personal 20K goal please follow this
link to my fundraising page. Thank you.
http://www.smiddyfundraising.com.au/mark_sharky_smoothy_6
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