No 17 year old girls, but there is the sordid tale of desperate men savaging one another's bodies over 90km just to get their hands on a bacon and egg roll.
So, I rock up in Jan Cock and find Cipo and The Mechanic in the Bambino parked in a secluded part of the garden with the engine running... listening to the handball between The Long Cock Saints and the Ford Bogans... apparently. Nuff said. Skywalker rocks up, fucking late in the part polished but recently serviced Millenium MR2. Hamster rocks up and it takes 0.04 secs for the first fine to be handed out when Skywalker asks The Mechanic "have you got an allen key? To put this in perspective, other than being called The Mechanic, the deck is covered in tools and a bike stand as, in-between sitting with Cipo, The Mechanic has rebuilt all mechanical devices within 3kms whilst waiting for Skywalker to arrive from resistance headquarters.
To bed late and up early, up to the lights to wait for Conner, Muppet and there expanding crew. Bart Cipo then spends the next few minutes asking Skywalker 'are they here yet'. Like a good parent Skywalker gives in and calls The Mechanic who is standing next to him! We are just one red nose away from a big tent.
All aboard and we stick together well all the way to Deans Marsh where its loos and lollies all round. Bit of drizzle at this point, and reluctantly we abandon irony of It's Raining Men blaring out from the 'disco' to set sail for the hills.
Up the hill, down the hill. Cafe, order, last in first to shout, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhffffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkiiiiiinnnnggggggggggyyyyyyyyyyyyaaaaasssssssss. The best protein/fat/carb combo since Guiness.
Bit of a tailwind home. Hamster was off, cruised through on the LeMond, picked up the bag of goodies, can't describe the look on their faces at the line when I opened the bag and handed them back the Herald Sun, and back to base for the BBQ.
No BBQ. That's a fine, Skywalker. Don't think opening up your house to all and sundry is going to cut it, we want 'OUR' BBQ too.
Anyway. Drove home, got out the car after sitting in the same position for 80mins and fell on the floor. I've seen planks of wood with more flex in them.
No mishaps, no punctures, no broken wheels. But hey, how could there be... Desmond wasn't there!
Great match summary Spanglish! Thrilled also to see the next instalment of the Saints nude photo scandal - who is that behind the "Fotuis Quo Fidelious" Badge?
One injury report from the Connor Wardy and Muppet house. We were joined by the Sydney contingent of Dick Tracy, Bummo, Sheila (appropriate name for an English lawyer chick in a beach house with 6 blokes!) and Mark the Kiwi.
We lost Sheila and Mark on the way round and we were a little surprised that they didn't join us in Lorne for the much anticipated egg and bacon roll. Found them in the medical tent at the finish, Mark being given a few locals to help reduce the pain as they extracted a few lumps of gravel from his elbow, arse and hands. poor bastard tried to take a sharp bend on the way down to Lorne at about 50 k's and lost it. A few bones showing but still managed to join us for a beer and piza afterwards. Being a typical resilient and stupid Kiwi he still rode all the way from Lorne to Torquay!
Congrats to Dick and Wardy for managing to ride over the kangaroo roadkill near Deans Marsh.
Great wrap up Spanglish, excellent work However your fine for handing the Herald Sun back at the finish line is removal of your Herald Sun funded entry for next year's event...sorry mate, rules are rules!!!
Nice summary Spanglishman - very enjoyable ride that one. The fast getwaway at the end left me stiff as a board for the rest of the day as well. Cant wait for the little diddy George.
Dohh, who's big fat white arse is that?? I should have shaved a little higher! At least you were kind enough to place 1 SKCC logo over thy crack, bad enough when seen through depleating and well worn knicks? Thanks for the bed Skywalker, just could have done with another couple of hours? Spanglish your wizardry commentary never amazes, but his is truly worthy of the 'Pool Room Wall'. I'd have to say its been a while since i've witnessed a skeg head with a bicycle as his companion next to him in a rag top knowing that the roof could not be closed? At least Mechanic could fit his Bike, Bike Stand, Big Kick Arse Plastic Spare Part Box, Kit Bag, Supermarket Shopping Bags, Cipo and himself in the beloved White 500 Bambino! As for you others, thanks for the intro to Lornes best Cold Shoulder/Egg Roll, oh and riding most of the way as a BBTT outfit, Cheers.
No 17 year old girls, but there is the sordid tale of desperate men savaging one another's bodies over 90km just to get their hands on a bacon and egg roll.
ReplyDeleteSo, I rock up in Jan Cock and find Cipo and The Mechanic in the Bambino parked in a secluded part of the garden with the engine running... listening to the handball between The Long Cock Saints and the Ford Bogans... apparently. Nuff said. Skywalker rocks up, fucking late in the part polished but recently serviced Millenium MR2. Hamster rocks up and it takes 0.04 secs for the first fine to be handed out when Skywalker asks The Mechanic "have you got an allen key? To put this in perspective, other than being called The Mechanic, the deck is covered in tools and a bike stand as, in-between sitting with Cipo, The Mechanic has rebuilt all mechanical devices within 3kms whilst waiting for Skywalker to arrive from resistance headquarters.
To bed late and up early, up to the lights to wait for Conner, Muppet and there expanding crew.
Bart Cipo then spends the next few minutes asking Skywalker 'are they here yet'. Like a good parent Skywalker gives in and calls The Mechanic who is standing next to him! We are just one red nose away from a big tent.
All aboard and we stick together well all the way to Deans Marsh where its loos and lollies all round. Bit of drizzle at this point, and reluctantly we abandon irony of It's Raining Men blaring out from the 'disco' to set sail for the hills.
Up the hill, down the hill. Cafe, order, last in first to shout, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhffffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkiiiiiinnnnggggggggggyyyyyyyyyyyyaaaaasssssssss. The best protein/fat/carb combo since Guiness.
Bit of a tailwind home. Hamster was off, cruised through on the LeMond, picked up the bag of goodies, can't describe the look on their faces at the line when I opened the bag and handed them back the Herald Sun, and back to base for the BBQ.
No BBQ. That's a fine, Skywalker. Don't think opening up your house to all and sundry is going to cut it, we want 'OUR' BBQ too.
Anyway. Drove home, got out the car after sitting in the same position for 80mins and fell on the floor. I've seen planks of wood with more flex in them.
No mishaps, no punctures, no broken wheels. But hey, how could there be... Desmond wasn't there!
Great match summary Spanglish! Thrilled also to see the next instalment of the Saints nude photo scandal - who is that behind the "Fotuis Quo Fidelious" Badge?
ReplyDeleteOne injury report from the Connor Wardy and Muppet house. We were joined by the Sydney contingent of Dick Tracy, Bummo, Sheila (appropriate name for an English lawyer chick in a beach house with 6 blokes!) and Mark the Kiwi.
We lost Sheila and Mark on the way round and we were a little surprised that they didn't join us in Lorne for the much anticipated egg and bacon roll. Found them in the medical tent at the finish, Mark being given a few locals to help reduce the pain as they extracted a few lumps of gravel from his elbow, arse and hands. poor bastard tried to take a sharp bend on the way down to Lorne at about 50 k's and lost it. A few bones showing but still managed to join us for a beer and piza afterwards. Being a typical resilient and stupid Kiwi he still rode all the way from Lorne to Torquay!
Congrats to Dick and Wardy for managing to ride over the kangaroo roadkill near Deans Marsh.
Another Otway classic with a great BBTT turn out.
So Muck the Kuwe wunt dun the hull to fest and crushed. Currect? Maybe the Kuwe's designed the St.Kilda motto!
ReplyDeleteObviously, that's a fine to Deezmon, for being outpointed in the It's a Disaster Comp.
Great wrap up Spanglish, excellent work
ReplyDeleteHowever your fine for handing the Herald Sun back at the finish line is removal of your Herald Sun funded entry for next year's event...sorry mate, rules are rules!!!
Thought it was strange that Spanglish had paid to register.
ReplyDeleteSkywalker take that gaffer tape off your upgraded water bottles, line your valve up with your brand and then blow your HS up your gradient.
ReplyDeleteWonderful and indeed worthy of a little diddy
ReplyDeleteNice summary Spanglishman - very enjoyable ride that one. The fast getwaway at the end left me stiff as a board for the rest of the day as well. Cant wait for the little diddy George.
ReplyDeleteDohh, who's big fat white arse is that?? I should have shaved a little higher!
ReplyDeleteAt least you were kind enough to place 1 SKCC logo over thy crack, bad enough when seen through depleating and well worn knicks? Thanks for the bed Skywalker, just could have done with another couple of hours? Spanglish your wizardry commentary never amazes, but his is truly worthy of the 'Pool Room Wall'. I'd have to say its been a while since i've witnessed a skeg head with a bicycle as his companion next to him in a rag top knowing that the roof could not be closed? At least Mechanic could fit his Bike, Bike Stand, Big Kick Arse Plastic Spare Part Box, Kit Bag, Supermarket Shopping Bags, Cipo and himself in the beloved White 500 Bambino!
As for you others, thanks for the intro to Lornes best Cold Shoulder/Egg Roll, oh and riding most of the way as a BBTT outfit, Cheers.