Through all kinds of weather, what if the skies should fall ...

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?

I fell head first into a cowpat once!

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.

So come and join us.