Sunday 7th December

Mellonfarmer met Tinks and Dozer at the Ferrymead bridge just after 9am, no other takers, while sandals toiled her way ahead somewhere up the hill.  Up St Andrew's, Marama into Cannon Hill Cres then through the park and on up Major Hornbrook to the top where the boys found the girl resting.  About 10 it was by then, and 10.05 when they cruised on up through Britten, Sandals heading into Greenwood the old way, while the boys continued on around Britten, then as per Tuesday, back along the Summit Rd and up Broadleaf.  Good times from the top, being reasonably fresh in memory for Tinks and MF from Tuesday, both certainly rode it smoother, not screwing up any of the tussocky corners.  As they rolled down through the ruins it was half an hour then since they'd started out from the bottom of Britten. Awesome run down Greenwood chasing the idea of Sandals ahead, with Tinks never too far off MF's tail.  MF lost his chain in the upper rocky bits, but a quick reinstall and Tinks holding back left him with a continued lead.  Excellent blast down the rest of it into Gloomy Gulch and below.  Then just above Dangerous Dave's sections there were a couple of guys waiting, and they jumped in after Tinks and MF rolled through, ahead of Dozer.  Good fang all the rest of the way down, with a bit of a dab through wrong gearing the first rocky up followed by a nice roll down the rest, to find Sandals reclining once again.  Next, it was into Captain Thomas, with Dozer doing what he does best, dozering a runner chick who was paying more attention to her phone than the trail at hand, and this after Tinks and the Mellonfamer had been past her.  Somebody's cleaned up some sections lower down, including around the first of the rock challenges, but the PFMTBC-ers met a big clusterfuck of other riders here and so had to walk down it anyway.  Thankfully, the two rocky challenges further down are still intact, and the first two cleaned them both no prob, but Dozer walked down the second one (i think).  Final blast not bad, except for the silly bits near the very bottom.  and it was 11am as the 3 rolled down through the park and roads to Dot Com where they assembled, getting a coffee ready for Sandals, who wasn't at all far behind.  MF took off a little earlier than the rest and met some serious wind as he rounded into Moncks Bay as well as on the causeway it was coming at him from the left front quarter, making for a wearisome crossing.  He was home well before 12.

Choice, hot, day.