Saturday, 1 August 2015

Mad, bad, loud and dangerous, not me, the moto cross

Brrm, brrm, the noise of the bikes revving at the line up start is unbelievable, at the moto cross at Laguepie. We decided that the young lads on bikes must spend hours practicing to achieve the levels of skill we saw tonight. The moto cross was packed, very well organised with parking attendants directing us in and attendants all around the course. The excitable voice on the tannoy ratcheted up the levels of adrenalin  as we rushed to find a gap in the crowds. We found a great spot where we could clearly see one of the jumps but discovered why there was a gap when the bikes hurtling round threw up dust on the corner.
It was really an exciting way to entertain teenage boys, finish up with a nutella crepe and another evening spent with happy boys.
Their Mum and stepdad stayed home with baby and grandad Tudor and empty wine bottles were in evidence on our return, eliciting the cries of  " we are on holiday"
Great night, Malc has photos to follow.
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