After a summer of dusty turns, the weather in Zermatt, Switzerland, took a headlong dive into winter temps on the eve of this season’s first Enduro World Series event. As racers strapped on every layer of clothing they could find or borrow, mechanics were busy mounting up fenders and swapping tires. The trails here are made up of sharp turns and slick stones, with little soil in between.
Scheduled practice runs were delayed to allow time for medical staff to make their way up the mountain. The morning’s heavy fog prevented the Zermatt emergency helicopter team from flying, and the heavy white blanket looks to be sticking around for race day.
Into the slippery mist.
That’s a wrap for today. It’s time to dry out the shoes and prep for tomorrow’s full-gas downpour.
If not riding then I'm writing, or quite possibly cooking something. I play bass with nine-and-a-half fingers, eat vegetables and fruit, and prefer movement as frequently as possible. I find discomforts and challenges more useful than most things, particularly what emerges from them.
If I died and could return as anything, I would choose a camp fire.