Mountain bike racing - a fund raiser to support efforts to save the Tasmanian Devils (estimates are that 90% have died in the last 10 years from an unusual viral caused and transmitted facial cancer) by setting up preserves that separate uninfected animals from those carrying the disease.
75 racers in 3 man teams riding a 4 Km course - about 15-18 minutes per lap for the faster riders.
We started in drizzle with wet slippery rocks and roots, the rain ramped up to torrential downpour with insanely slippery mud as well as the rocks and roots. About half single track, a number of short punchy climbs that were middle ring if you made it to the top, granny gear if you didn't get to the top before having to throttle back. Quite a lot of fun, and most people coated with mud and totally unrecognizable by the end.
I rode with a couple younger guys who were about a minute per lap faster than me and we got 4th. Couple bottles of wine and a dinner voucher at a fancy restaurant (for the team) - they took the wine, I took the voucher - use it with Jean in a couple weeks.
One of my teammates was a CT tech from the hospital - interesting to hear his side of the CT story (radiology thinks - but appears the thought has not been passed on to the guys in the ER trenches - that we order too few MRI's, and are ordering CT's when we should do MR's. That seemed clear to us in the ER, but wherever the communication fails, the message in the trenches is different: don't do so much imaging. Hmmmmm - wonder what's up.)
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