Newcastle South Leagues Club, Merewether.
Bonfire
Sun, 08/08/2010 - 23:34 — JOD
While Donny, Stuie and others were psyching themsilves up for City to Surt the next day I got talked into going with the family to foreshore for a 'Biggest bonfire' for some churchy charity
Anyway after the bag search (whats a bonfire without drugs and alcohol) we fought our way thru the kero fumes to get a good possie to watch the inferno with about 15000 (according to Channel 3)
Luckily with my hang gliding weather reading skills I got side wind to prevailing wind - good call
After music and food they livened things up with a match to the base of the 10 metre high kero soaked softwood structure
The jumping castle and everything else down wind was quickly evacuated
The NCC who helped organise the event decided a garden watering truck would work better than the dozen fire extinguisher weilding volunteers (where was Adam) and the water tanker was parked beside the fire and they dribbled water at the base of the inferno
with the obvious result
Channel 3 news tonight (they were a sponsor) reported that it was a great success with no major injuries!!!!!!
How did you go in Sydney Stuie???
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Nice of them to put on such an entertaining night for you JOD!
I was nervous! The City2Surf run is bloody big! 80,000 people!
What I’ve learned is that if it seems like a good idea, it probably isn't. And four training runs wasn’t enough, particularly when none were longer than 6km, and the run was that plus 8 more. But it was fun thanks. Really! Well the beer at the finish line (and the pub, and on the drive home, and wherever else we had them) was.
It was like running in a shopping centre at 5pm on Chrissie eve, people everywhere, and lots of great sights – people flinging their jumpers off the road as the run starts is funny, and dress-ups – the Nintendo Wii Unfit runners smoking durries at the start and along the way, and a bloke wearing tight, tiny shorts and joggers and that’s all, and 30 storm troopers, and bands playing – one playing glam rock above a shop front, and lots of other pretty sights. And after the top of Hearbreak Hill very few people are chatting, so do you know what thousands of feet hitting the road sounds like? Frogs. Lots and lots of frogs quietly croaking away.
The night before the run I wasn’t allowed to not have a drink the night before, as the Airborne lads who’s fault this all was would’ve called me a quitter, so we had a few, and we stayed in a really swish (penthouse!) apartment in The Rocks Saturday night.
Sunday morning we all met at the start at Hyde Park at about 8am. It was cold. Donny got the prize because he rode his motorbike down that morning, he said his fingers feeling numb by Teralba wasn't a good sign!
The group I started with were Donny, Airborne’s Simon and Parko and Josh (ex-Airborne), and Matt Olive was in another group behind us. Mon and Tinks were somewhere around as well but I never spotted them.
As our run started Parko and Josh pretty much bolted off, so it was Donnie, Simon and I running together, but then Donnie cranked up to his cruising speed, and I didn’t see them again until after the end. Simon and I ran about halfway together, until I lost him when he grabbed a drink.
That hill they call Heartbreak is appropriately named, and pretty darn long, but it does give you a nice run down to the finish, and I didn’t stop once so I’m pretty chuffed. I think I took and hour and a half which is what I was hoping for, and we met Irish Dave at the finish line and my first liquid after the run was the beer I got out of his backpack.
My body is not very pleased with me today, and I don’t think it will be tomorrow or the next day but I beat a couple of the lads here at Airborne, and as the old man of the crew it was pretty pleasing to disappoint them.
I don’t know if I’ll do it again. Probably.
You're a duckhead Stuie...and
You're a duckhead Stuie...and I salute you!
Billo
Hi praise from the master
Hi praise from the master Goat!
By the way, your lad beat me. Comfortably. Not with a stick.