Yesterdays Charters Towers race:
Cold foggy start. Fog in the inland tastes like dust.
The usual pre-race instructions.
The usual result, Adella manages a sprint across the line several minutes behind the rest of D Grade, but hey, I caught and passed a younger rider at about the half way mark and she never got me back in her sights.
Gee ya sure look glamorous at the end of a race. It was great fun though, I love the course.
Watching the recording from last night at a more civilized hour. I hardly ever watch TV at all, so this is a perfect chance to crochet some pay back for my big sister! The Scott nipped outside to pick me some lemons, and there was a surprise at the top of the ladder: