Had a bad-ish w/e, sort of. Went the wrong way in race #2 satdy sailing, (DOH!) necessitating a major recovery from second last, and DNS'd the third with a frayed mainsheet.

Today I was going well and feeling pretty strong racing with the Waratahs at E/Crk raceway, till the bell lap when my fargin freewheel $#!+ itself. bugga!

How's this? Guy in our grade doing well with several wins and places brings his 30+yo son along last week to join in the fun. He's got the classic physique, and's riding a full carbon Giant. They start him in 'E' **********? cause they don't know how he'll go, (I could have told them) and he wins easily going away so he gets put up. Today he wins the prime and runs second o/all after pulling all freekin day like it's no trouble at all. I mean, don't tell me his old man didn't know given they train together. I'm bloody sick of burglars turning up each week and steeling the dosh. At Penrith they let a guy win easily three times from the get go in 'E', put him up to 'D' where he's won both starts and dragged 'D' passed 'C' last week to do it.
WTF are the h/cappers doing?