Day to ...

A day that started so crisp and fresh (a.k.a. bloody freezing - had two (2) blankets on, but had to then put heater on at 5), but barely a puff of wind, so was looking good for the race today ...
Awoke at 6, and Felix said he was off to some meeting at 7, but I did not hear him leave - although later he told me that he had been, but then came home and crawled into bed again for 'several' hours ...
Anyway got bored, then got text from Cass, so went into town and met her for breakfast, down at the famous Rinnai, which was all decked out with red/black balloons - apparently there was a football game on as well? Not that you would really know it with all the bikes and cyclists meandering around the streets of Geelong - warmed the cockles of my heart no end, I tell you!
Must say that there are an awful lot of pedalling police around this event - in fact, there are a lot of police, period! But all there to 'serve + protect' ... Apparently ...
Went down for a look at the trade stalls over at Cunningham Pier, and amazed at the spread of goods there - Ride, Baum, BMC (even had the Imprec there-looks/sounds nice), all there for the delight and excitement of the punters. Bought myself a new helmet, as the old one has cracks in it apparently :o
Anyway, soon swapped one guard for another, as Cass left soon after Felix arrived, and then it was all on again, for another day of racing ...
Women's race was quite exciting, with several breaks, and Arndt was there right to the very end, but was not able to conclude - the Italian Bronzini won ... Spent most of the day floating around Moorabool Street, watching the riders come through sporadically - the peleton was quite broken up, yet the girls kept going, doing lap after lap, especially the Malayasian riders. Met up with Kristie, and watched the amusement/entertainment in Mall, including a rather charming fellow who came up on a very small bike, but towing a huge amount of props! Interestingly, it was another sprint finish ...
Went home to change, trim the nails, before heading into Max's for dinner with Cass/Donna. On the way in, we came across the Netherlands team car with all these interesting bikes, so Felix and I stopped to argue about them, only to get 'busted' by Marianne Vos as she came out of the Doping Control :o Had a rather interesting little bottle of Six Foot Six 'Pinot Gris', albeit a 2009 vintage - had been promised a 2007 one, but none left :(
Then Cass wandered off, so the rest of us meandered down along the foreshore, absorbing the ambience, looking at the people, being seen - e.g. Rob Arnold and the Ride crew were there enjoying a little light dinner ... Donna wanted dessert, so had an ice cream cone down by the water, playing around, watching the waves drift in, the lights of the Bay reflected across the water, telling stories, laughing at each others' innocences ...
Then went back to Edge (?) to have another drink, and found a girl in flats who was as tall as I was ... Pity she was bit younger, but, hey, take what you can get ... ;) Especially in G-Town (even if she was visiting) ... After a bit, the others dragged me away, and we walked back up the hill - but the queue to get back into the Edge was seriously huge!!! The things that happen when otherwise occupied, hey? lol Stopped at Nash, where I made Felix dance with Donna as payback, but they were happy, so all good ...
Walking home I heard this strange music emanating from the pub on Myers Street, so I made Felix pull in there for a nightcap, but he was buggered (poor sod) and they were seriously shutting down, so we quickly killed the beers, wandered off, turning down my favourite laneway, to come out just next to 'Elephant and wheelbarrow' :) However, the memories of 'Psycho bitch' lay heavily upon me, on seeing the crowds seeping out, toying with each other, trying to end the night on a high, with another, so went home and crashed out for a few hours ...