Two race days in Altenberg ... and two more 6th place finishes. No one can accuse me of inconsistency this year ...

Okay. So THAT was the scariest run of my life.

As we were warming up for our training runs today, the fog rolled in, which I didn't think much of, considering it didn't look a whole lot different from Winterberg last week.

Okay ... so the guys are right ... the place that we are staying at in Altenberg is straight out of a horror film. We had to drive in the dark, through the forests and hills of East Germany, to a tiny little town called Schellerhau, 20 kms from the Czech border, where we finally happened upon our "resort" hotel, the Stephanshohe.

Across the street is a little church, with a graveyard.

Check it ... five Canadians went down the track, and all came up the outrun unscathed. Altensmash? Ha. You will know be known as Alten-Who's-Your-Daddy?-Oh-yeah-that's-right-I-AM-berg.