Moonride 08

My mum stayed for a couple of weeks after doing a tiki tour of the South Island, ingratiating herself with the locals. We went to a couple of comedy festival gigs, a trip over to the Wairarapa and ate and drank heaps. She had a wicked time and it was fantastic to have her around, seeing what were up to, fulfilling her traveling bug, filling her house with a million more pamphlets and business cards and taking 1500 photos. Whatever floats your boat.

Evie accompanied my mum home and Jen stayed to assist us pickle ourselves even more. It’s a hardship having to support successive people on their holiday binges.

I signed up, with some guys from work, to participate again in the 12 hour team Moonride event. It was great fun last year so I was looking forward to mountain biking round the 30 minute course as many times as we could within 12 hours, a 3rd of the laps being in the dark. The course was shortened at the last minute due to the amount of rain, with 3000 riders churning the course up into a mud bath of epic proportions. Crazy amounts of mud meant it was tough going and very unpredictable – where you pointed your front wheel wasn’t necessarily where the bike, through a quagmire, would decide to take you. I had a heaps of offs, most of them embarrassing rather than painful.

Pic's on the Flickr link on the top right tool bar