The rider lots at Gavere were laid out in three sections, so it wasn't quite as compact as Hasselt. It actually took me a while to find the last section. It just seemed like some campers were missing - Nys, Vervecken, Vardaros. heh.
Since I threatened to come by after the race, I made good on that promise and once I found the Vanderkitten camper, stopped by. Christine and Jonas (her soigneur, driver, and companion - see blog) were there, and two other Americans - Gary and Betty from NorCal. They were in Yurp visiting a son in Germany and went to catch some racing. I think they knew Christine from the NorCal scene, because they were avid bikers and even racers. They were in Europe for a good while (months?).
Christine was awesome enough to invite us into her medium sized camper, and we hung out and chatted about the race, biking, and general fun stuff. Christine put on some squash soup and laid out bread and was dying to be the hostess. I didn't come there to mooch, but she was so insistent, and I never ever turn down pumpkin/squash/sweet potato soup.
Talking to her was pretty cool. She's done some cool things with her life. Living the dream. I'm totally impressed. She's also a sponsor's dream. She seeks out sponsorship opportunities for things that she believes in, and then really pushes them. She's vegan, and a correspondent for several health, women's, veg, and animal rights publications.
ProBar was the example of the day. She insisted that we have some samples, and talked at lenght about how great they were. "Like a different treat with each bite!" I tried the sample a few days later, and she was right. Vee-gun, yet still terrribly tasty.
After a bit, I checked out of mobile hotel Vanderkitten, and ran into the Baker clan prepping for the Men's race. More fun chats with Cyndi, Jon on the trainer, and his dad, prepping for the pit work. It was getting close to race time, so I headed back to the course to stake out a location.
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