Caliope took out the first four places in this major race walking relay event and the fastest time. With yours truly setting a new lap record. The winning team had establish a four minute by the finishing tape.
The majority of the Calliope walkers, having been cross country runners in the past, were well placed to apply their cross country experience and honed skills to this very demanding new discipline of cross country race walking.
After the race we retired to our clubrooms to celebrate our new found success in this new discipline and to declare open the 2010 harrier season.
Now they are singing it all over Europe as the ash cloud strands millions.
You'll go for a spin if ash gets in your engine ...
Friends of mine are overseas. There's Pat and Johann and Geoff to name but three. I know they have especially arranged this very eruption to extend their stay and avoid the rigours of real life back in old Nu Zulun.
Let's pray for a disaster said Pat to Johann, I love it here in London Town. And Johann, being on initmate terms with great powers, agreed. And so whoosh ... bang ... kaboom .. and various other onomatopoeia!!! and what da ya know! "Love ya lava!" cried Pat. "Happy Holidays!!!"
The name of the volcano is of course Eyjafjallajokull and Pat being a linguist is all across this word.
It just might be calming down. Thrown some more valium down it folks!
Test flights have flown successfully through the ash cloud. Now doesn't that just fill you with unbridled confidence folks!! II
But its big brother KATLA is tipped to go any day now.
Geoff is planning to take his cross country teams over there to run up Katla before she blows. Pat and Johann have been in training in the Waitakere's before this current trip and they may well join the team.
"Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away. If you could use some exotic booze, there's a bar in old Bombay."
Calliope shifts into winter mode. This is officially known as the harrier season. It is signalled by the onslaught of April.
Though, it must be said, April has been generous so far with sunshiny days and a still summery feel here in Auckland town.
The track and field accoutrements (shot puts, discuses and high jump bars and mattreses) have been stored away to be resurrected next summer.
Now the cross country season confronts with a series of courses offering terrain and topography with all varieties of slush, mire, and muddiness.
I hate cross country! My friend Tyrell salivates at the idea of swamp, marsh and quagmire. He belongs to the local Mud Enjoyment Society Incorporated (otherwise know as MESI).
Why is it that some people just seems to flow over the mud, while others like me get bogged down and invariably lose a shoe?
Then there is Calliope's favourite course at the Onepoto Domain. Now this place in below sea level! A little rain before race day and whadda get? Not only mud, but rivers (not simply to cross) to run along.
So if you seriously have a mud fetish then Calliope is the club for you my friend.
