Newcastle South Leagues Club, Merewether.
The radar has been on the scent since early and keeps the mind alert hoping for a change that may or may not come. Chances feel little better than a toss of the coin but those odds are a gift for autumn. Desperation and desire are directly related, and despite any agreement between the weather forecast and trustworthy indicators from this high point on Adamstown Heights those tell-tails are scanned often and intently. Itβs that time of the year when hope for just a couple of degrees back from the south west is no longer enough and we endure an increasingly familiar stretch without airtime.
Great afternoon on the coast today. Farther's Day came early for sure. When I got to Merewether Adriaan saved me the walk down by telling be it had swung so we both headed to Strezi.
We had t to ourselves for a while in some of the nicest air I have had there. All the funs flew through and landed at the monument. I am saving my pennies for a FUN but right now I love the legs that a C4 has.