The other day Me and Al went to our local Motocross Track in Port Macquarie and had a top day.
It was cool racing around with out the pressure of a normal race weekend, but I’ve got to admit when I saw all my mates turn up I got a bit nervous. Couldn’t let those buggers or Big Al beat me, my life wouldn’t be worth living!
Luckily for me, I wasn’t too rusty and went alright, so at least I kept the bragging rights amongst the boys.
Big Al won the style comp though with his 2 leggers over the main tabletop. Funny stuff.

'Start you bastard'
Here’s some pics of us at the track. One is of me seeing if I still had my left nipple after copping a rock in the tit. It brought water to my eyes. It hurt so bad that when I got around my attacker, I purposely slowed up to roost him back. Bastard.

'Get mum.....'
Also got a chance to do something I haven’t done in ages on the weekend, Wakeboarding. I reckon it’s the best fun you can have on the water, and it doesn’t inflict the same amount of pain Motocross can when you screw up. The donut however is another story. That just usually depends on who’s driving the boat. It’s the last time I’m getting on that thing when Eli is in the boat…..

Apart from that I’ve been lining everything up, and looking at my options for next year.
The silly season is in full swing, with riders going everywhere, but I hope I can have something stitched up pretty soon.
Hopefully will have more to report on that shortly.
Till then, take it easy.
Damo.