You were supposed to be ridin with Rosco. I got up specially to make the 7:00am ride and who was there? No-fargin-body. And on the coldest friggin morning of the year so far.

Racing at Calga was boring. A country tour with enough time for devonshire tea and a few posed happy snaps by the side of the road. They even climbed Blood at about half pace on the second lap!! Bunch sprint I went too early and rolled across in 8th.

Beaumont Rd was far more entertaining and 3rd.