Blue Hills and spindrift
As you can see, there weren't so many people at Blue Hills this year. This was because it was so bloody cold. No. 43 Colin Bentham on his 350 Ariel/Triumph looks quite alone as he prepares to re-start on the final section. A warmer reception in both senses would be more usual. I turned up with some of my mates but even enthusiastic types like us couldn't bear the gale blowing in from the Atlantic for the whole afternoon and went home after only half the entry had gone through. At least astride a motorbike the entrants had something hot underneath them. The smaller crowd meant we had no difficulty getting a good place to watch but after sitting still for three hours things like fingers and circulation generally weren't working started to not work. I turned blue at Blue Hills and am not ashamed to admit it. It took a long time to get warm again afterwards. I haven't spoken to many who were actually competing yet but it seems they had plenty of weather to keep th...