We lay warm and snug in our beds and listened to the sounds of the others heading out to help set up the event for the day. We were glad to have a bit longer to lie there in the warm. There was lots of movement across the campsites because it was the last day of the long weekend and lots of people needed to pack up their camps and head towards home again. it was going to be a long day on the road for many of the campers today.
At the event we enjoyed a very scenic walk to the start with a lovely view over the road to the ranges with the sun showing up the lovely colours of the rock.
I started out really well and was feeling confident as I found my first control, but then started to concentrate on those coming along behind me from that control and didn’t think enough about exactly how I was finding my way to the next one. 19 minutes later I got there. That was my chance of any glory gone already. From there I was happy to consistently have a clean run, but the damage was done. Looking back at the times, it is obvious that there was just not enough energy in the body and legs to run fast enough, even if I hadn’t made that cracker of a mistake. Trevor, although not making a massive mess up, also found that he was suffering from his cold and the previous day’s exertions and was also well down the placings for his age class. We both thought that our courses were well set and enjoyable.
We happily stayed around till the end, chatting to various people who were around the place, and supporting the club members running the event as they packed up and headed for home. Trev was even able to help out Al, who found he had a flat battery when we tried to start his journey homewards.
Tonight, only Craig and Evelyn and us remained at the campsite. The whole place was much quieter. We used the last of the wood for a small fire and turned in for bed. Tomorrow they would head for home and it would be just us left behind.
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