World Cup Mont Saint Anne has held a race here without fail for around 15 years. Massive history here, so it's nice to be involved. And that's about all I ever was, involved. I never got my head around the track, not sure why. Rooty, rocky and once it rained, very slippery. the UCI even intervened to put a last minute B-line down the Squirrel - a step section full of rocks that once wet, you couldn't slow down, just steer and hope.
Practice makes perfect, i'm told. And so I did, everyday, without fail, even in the rain and it did make me more at ease. But come race day it all went out the window, especially on the climbs. My legs both deserted me and felt like dessert, like a meraingue left in the rain too long. I couldn't hit any of the lines I had in practice and this culminated in lasting 4 of 6 laps before being mown down by the lead moto, I mean Julien Absalon. I often get them mixed up.
Still I can could draw on this and use it to my benefit when we hit the next WC round in Bromont in a week.
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