After Ten Years on the Crime Scene

Two weeks ago was the 10th anniversary of the sprint race in Grăzul supra Moravîţşa and the following party in Şcripoveanu - famous for example for "who piss on Bob the Builder incident". And today His Majesty came back.

Former competition bitch, now corporation and conference bitch

Then, in 2004, I was so focused on my last race in "A-class" when only 3 seconds divided me from the 25th place that I didn't join the others to visit the mansion of the Prince of Pornfolk. Necessary to tell that I hadn't possesed the Royal title that time.

Competition centre 2014 / my standing 2004

So I didn't miss it this time. Unfortunately the Prince had hid himself.

King 'n Prince selfie

I couldn't compare to the Beer-box-blog and his exotic missions but as You can see below Opava is father east than the east itself.

Another Aspect of the World of O

After more than three months of wasted attemps to finish a race without being disqualified I focused on the other side of orienteering - ripping off the runners. 

On Saturday I started with my demo fast food at the race on Wax Crayon. However this enterprise had rapidly gone to an economical suicide. We ran out of sausages, bread, charcoal... In the end we had only green and rain.

But I'm preparing a new brand for worldwide expansion just now. Soon in every castle around Europe.

On Sunday I was put away to the outermost part of the competition area to patrol our lampions againts the eastern horde. Although the banishment I had royal conditions there. As usualy.

Ivánek, my friend, can You talk?

The Czech O-team photo reveals who is behind the latest achievments of its members.

There is going to be a big interview with Ian Miner in the new issue of Czech Orienteering magazine or in Sunday Lightning.

I Go On XXI - Tour des Balkans Petites

Mascocote of the race

One would have expected that Economists know the old Truth: „Time is money.“ But everything is different in the Balkans. So it started with the start which was postponed twice so I had to wait more than twenty minutes more for my first start since my June failure at the Bunny Mine. The race soon gaind steep trend but the best was yet to come. And that was a little excursion to the „Praguebitch Sport Complex.“ There was a crucial choice from 6th to 7th control. There has been a big discussion about the best way but You know the another old Truth: „Who doesn't cheat is cheating own family.“

Being the last boy scout should be very frustrating and could cost a lot of mental power which later I missed for searching checkpoint in the homeless slopes of Vitusmetal Hill. So that happened to be a second disqualification in a row...

Corrected results according to ISSOM