|Avos Arrow & Greg Westlake|
|Flying Cucumber & Larry Lem|
Tuesday morning's full results.
And there we went. There were still squalls over the mountains and even a few drops of rain on the course, but not enough to have us sacrificing our shirts in an attempt to keep the decidedly non-waterproof timing equipment dry. We are ready on time and as soon as the road closes we lay out the timing tapes on the road. Test. Nothing from the finish tape, although it had worked fine when tested at the roadside fifteen minutes earlier. Frantic work to replace the duff tape and the wires connecting it to the electronic box of tricks ensues and we finally get it going again. We're now about twenty minutes behind schedule, but the upside to this is that the wind speeds have plummeted and it would turn out that all runs tonight had legal wind.
Meanwhile, or so I am told, down at catch there is Japery. The boys have discovered a sack full of manky old hi-vis vests, one of which consists of naught but a piece of orange mesh with two arm-holes. Larry Lem immediately removes his T-shaped shirt and dons the orange mesh, before capering around the catch area singing Right Said Fred's "I'm Too Sexy". I'm too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it hurts. I am glad I was a mile away at timing.
|Thomas & Cygnus at sunset|
Tuesday evening's full results.