As is often the case, we were just getting into the swing of things, when it was time to come home. The final Sprint was at a TAFE college.  The organiser had used some sort of dark art to come up with a chasing start list based on a handicap of some sort.  We were quite surprised not to be first starters, but somewhere in the middle.  We were all allocated a start time relative to zero time, so we had to line up and start when the clock showed our time.  I started only 10 seconds or so behind the person in front of me.  It was a great map and really good course.  The buildings were well spaced, making the navigation not too difficult once you knew where you were.  There was a bit of everything, even a small vineyard.  I caught up to one of my rivals and sat on her heels (not deliberately) for quite a few legs, till we chose different routes to no 10.  I picked her up again near the end and was hoping to overhaul her on the last couple of legs, but it was all uphill into the finish and I ran out of puff.  Even so, I held my position in the field and was very happy with an error free run.

After Ian’s mishap on the golf course the night before, he wasnt sure he could run at all, but after a very cautious start he warmed up, the adrenalin kicked in, and like me he had a very clean run.  So it was two happy campers to finish the weekend.

With time up our sleeve, we drove to nearby Lilydale Falls.  The picnic ground was covered in leaves from the beautiful spreading trees.  We took the trail under an old rail line, and followed a small tree-fern lined creek upstream.  There were two falls, both very pretty.

Afterwards we drove via some lovely narrow country roads, across to the Tamar River’s east side.  A quick run down the freeway, then through town and on to the airport for the flight home.

We arrived just in time for me to get to streetO at 6.15, and go for a walk to make it my 7th event in three days!