So saying all that, I think the thing that surprised me most were the emotions I would go through over those 48 hours. From sleep deprived stupor to adrenaline induced highs as we met the race truck at a pit stop, paced the truck on speed controlled highway sections, or watched the trophy trucks blast past us only a few metres away.
I also wasn’t expecting the whole experience to be as rewarding as it was, but even as a Baja rookie I was able make some small contributions to the team to give me a small taste of the Baja magic.
Would you do it again?
My memories from the Baja 1000 will be the dust, smell of race fuel, sound of 800hp V8 engines, rush of adrenaline, sleep deprivation, fish tacos, the friendliness of locals, and most importantly the camaraderie amongst the team (now, my good friends.) I'm 100% in for 2018 and get goosebumps on my forearms and a big grin on my face just thinking about it. All that’s left to do now is count down the days until the 51st running of the Baja 1000.