The Tail Gunner.
Season Greetings from the fabled Tail Gunner,
In the spirit of Christmas I am often asked why do I pen this rubbish and try to pass off as light entertainment and/or information for the enlightenment of members and guest. As you, the many many members of the Tail Gunner Appreciation Society, yes both of you! Ask why?
The restraining order has nothing to do with it, and yes they are still allegations. My witty and concise words today have a multi-cultural flavour as I have been smitten with outside influences.
I rode at Sandown on Thursday, now I can only imagine what environs that Beelzebub lives in, but I’m sure that we rode the last half hour in his back yard as it was a tad warm. In fact when I sipped my delightful water filled bottle it was hotter than the soy mocha decaf that I had at monos’ it even whistled when opened. I did finish in my standard position and watched my grade from the rear. Well done to those fine young chaps and their break ways win. B grade will be all the better for the pleasure of their company.
My next influence is the famed Club ride Saturday from Seaford. 0700 and I’m there,
Along with many A,B C and better riders, no stops half way for tea and tiny cakes only a quick relief stop at St Kilda then return! I’m going to be exhaustapated that far, that’s like ½ of a ¼ of 2/3rds of around the bay in a single ride, got myki as a backup, train works on Frankston Line poo, did a turn, from Mordy round about to Mordy toilets, job done me thinks sit on all way now. Is it bad karma to let Club President and Club Captain do all the work?
Until Sunday and the last of the International Theme, Caribbean Gardens the Tuscany of Cycle racing. It was that hot and windy it made the mention of Beau Guest last week seem like a Contiki tour. Foolish riders with deep rims where doing the dance of the funky chicken across the left hand sweeper, the right hand curb had more action than a Saturday night in Lygon Street and the smart people removed their numbers before the bell, should of done the same, but that ten seconds of 60kph down the hill was enough to keep me interested , foolish foolish Tail Gunner ,even now mentioning myself in the second person. We circulated at a steady pace until the bell tolled for thee in C. Will seems to grow an extra set of legs and toodles off along with 3-4 others in pursuit, white flag time for this little black duck and into little ring I go. The sprinklers are on at one factory and I almost unclip and lounge under them, I am that far back do not even see my grade finish but by crikey good on them for doing so.
As always thanks to all those who stand there ringing bells and counting down time so we can ride, see you Thursday at Sandown.