Other memories from the event:
*During the 125 practice, I got a big shove from behind. WTF? This is practice, you lunatic! I looked back to see me travelling buddy Noel laying on the ground, looking sheepish...
*Same practice session, I got to watch Snowy test-crash his new Husky 125. He tells me that it crashes just like his Husky 250 - and I believe him because he's probably the world's foremost expert on the topic.
*Burt on the Evo 125 was very nearly as impressive as he was on the Evo open bike, but technical dramas killed off his hopes in the first race. Doubly impressive when you consider that it was the (equally) oldest bike in the race.
*Meeting, and catching up with a bunch of top people - including those "turds in a swimming pool" WAers. This is really what makes racing VMX so special.
*My dices with the bloke on the Bultaco and the bloke on the Maico in the pre-70 250 races. Sure we weren't setting the world on fire, but it was a bundle of fun.
*Dicing with Noel on the 125. We're about the same speed at Heaven events, so it makes sense that we'd be about the same speed at Conondale - but it still feels weird to travel so far to race against the same bloke...
Did I mention the words "top event" enough times yet?