Winter Jam 2013
Whilst training for this event last year I suffered an injury just
12 days before I was due to compete, so this year I was even more
determined to be there to and try and win the Winter Jam title..
I made sure I had healed up after my ankle injury in November and had
everything organised to make our journey would go off without a hitch,
But all the planning in the world couldn't prepare me for the snow on its
way and Friday morning I awoke to find the world was a winter wonderland..
We set off to catch our coach at 8.10am and after parking up and waiting
in the snow (which was still falling heavily) for awhile I realised the coach
seemed to be running late, A quick phone call revealed the coach was having
difficulty getting through the bad weather and would be an hour late.
Eventually it turned up and relaxing into our seats we sat there hoping that
was the end of our delays and everything will be smooth from here on in..
No such luck, the coach made it 15 miles up the road and had to turn around
taking us back to the bus stop to hopefully change to another coach..
By this point it was 12.45pm and the snow hadn't stopped falling, we still
had a small bit of hope but traffic reports didn't sound encouraging but we
set off for a second time with fingers crossed that this coach would
take us on our ill fated journey..
Well we made it as far as Stone Henge before the traffic came to a halt
due to an accident at the roundabout ahead of us, sitting there taking
in the view a familiar voice came from the front of the coach and as if by
magic Ben Skelton (fellow maverick slacker) was standing infront of me
asking if I wanted to pop outside so we could have a quick cigarette..
Ben had been sat in the car infront of our coach and after talking to
Jon Chubb had realised I was behind him, he explained Jon was at the
roundabout waiting and together they were travelling up by van..
Seconds later he was gone deciding to walk instead of waiting for the
roads to clear, 10 minutes later the coach driver says the journey is too
dificult and at the roundabout the coach will turn around and head home!
I jumped up and grabbed Maz, demanding the driver hands me my bags
we jump off the coach and headed towards the roundabout in the hope we
could get a lift with Jon and Ben for the last stretch.. Luckily he waited..
Finally we arrived at 5pm, 9 hours after we had set off...
Thanks to Jon Chubb for rescuing me, without your help I couldn't have won..
