The real question is: What happened to Mr GMC at Murrindindi?
Mr GMC had a crap day dnfing with exhaustion.
Too tall gearing and lack of traction on the relentless course of hills left me floundering on some hills with steam pouring out (out of me, not my aircooled bike)
It was a teams event where both members rode the course together in order to survive.
Eventually the coil fell off Dave’s bike so I quickly volunteered to go get help. Once having done so I collapsed under the shade of my tailgate drinking as much water as I could, all the time thinking about what a great day we could have had at Ballan.
As for being quiet in Broadford, well I haven’t been here for a while as I have just finished an 8 day stint in hospital with Pneumonia.
Got out this morning but still feeling a bit second hand.
Now to play the catch up game.
