The Clipsal

02 Mar 2007

My good friend M had a spare ticket to the local 'motorsport event of the year' The Clipsal 500, and threw it my way. Now, I'm not much of a rev-head (read not at all!) but I thought it might finally be time I immersed myself in some of the local culture and checked out what all the fuss was about. J had also snagged a free ticket from work, so after a nice fry-up breakfast (to properly line our stomachs for the days racing) we slip-slap-slopped and headed off to smell the two-stroke.

Turned out the day was an absolute scorcher and our pleb seats weren't under any sort of cover or shade, but I'd say we put in at least ten minutes of serious spectating before retreating to the shade of the beer tent. And that's where we stayed for the rest of the morning, afternoon and early evening - only sneaking out to survey the promo girls, drool over some Buell motorcycles and grab some over-priced food.

So all in all a pretty good day - except for the crap VB beer, the cars roaring by like supersized mozzies and the bogans wandering round in their finest Ford/Holden outfits. But that's all part of the fun, apparently!

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