That was the best trunce ever, the muddy track on the way out that was deeper than any of the river crossings on the way back. The woman who stood by 'the puddle' who said be careful it gets deep wasn't kidding. I was washing mud and grit out of my pants. I had mud up to my armpits. Thunder and lightning and a barely visible road. So many runners had huge grins.
Awesome stuff. It felt like a tropical monsoon.
PB can you order that for the next race
Ps felt sorry for the marshalls. well done all