I borrowed a Jake the snake from a local adventure racer friend and headed out to Darling's Island, NB, for some racing action. The course was meh, no spectacular climbs, no imaginative barriers. It was just a field with a bit of asphalt and a ditch, but the down pour the region got on Friday made for some classic cross slop. There was not dry chamois in the house at the awards ceremony. Prizes were great and plentiful thanks to the sponsors. I showed up late and missed the gun, so we'll never know how poorly I could have done compared to Afrow Craig who's reigning supreme in the B cat.

Amphibious, ambiguous, erogenous

The newest member of team Fitworks was there. I've seen this kid at almost everyone race I attended this season, but never did I see him like this.

For those of you that don't recognize it, that look is Blood thirst.

I garuantee he'll be handing some asses back next summer. Way to go, kid!

A beer hand down was impossible, as there were no spectators and alcohol gifting to race officials is all about timing. Next week in Dieppe, NB, for the next in the series. I'll be sure to get some photos of the next one. This course will have it all.


Movember, the month formerly known Novemeber, is fast approaching. It's time to tax that upper lip for all it's worth. I wanted to get a team together, but as usual didn't get my ass in gear. Next year I will get my band of facial ha'ir-do-wells. This year I'm going solo. I have to check with my boss first, but it's pretty liberal around here and who doesn't like a finely sculpted motorhead.

If you got confused by the moustache frenzy at the website or just didn't follow the link. This not just an excuse to force awesome out of your follicles, it's to raise awareness about men's health and prostate cancer. Get in on the action and get a prostate exam, you might like it. Seriously though, watch for updates on my prostate, err, moustache.