[First filed: September 06, 2009 @ 12:34]
On a sunny saturday the three of us blasted into the world championships on a train-bike loaded down with angel wings, mexican sombreros, and cases of whisky and cola. With some glee we waved our wrist bands at the security as we whizzed past.
It was going to be that sort of day.
Rat Patrol was being paid in beer to add some colour and movement. Surrounded by the trials courses we certainly managed that with large crowds coming to gawp at the freaks and their weird bicycles.
A strange day became positively surreal when members of the Swiss world championship team came into the cage with us and started jousting on pixie bikes.
Slideshow below and it’s still not too late to get out to Stromlo for all the action.
