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‘Shadows had fallen in the valley below, but there was still a light on the faces of the mountains far above.
CJ flashed around the turns as if the boat was a salmon. The man was clearly insane, barking out who knew what at us as he straightened up and headed directly for a floating tree at around 100kph.
Boots, socks, raincoats, gloves. Not forgetting the vital Talonz, getting ready for the tour was a task in itself.
Veering from one side to the other, my strokes growing ever more desperate, it quickly dawned on me that a tilt at yet another international sport was escaping my grasp.