The clue is in the name, Dark Knights Posse. And so it was a tadge surprising when the Ironman called off due to being drained of energy, or at least his batteries were. Perhaps he should have called on the Duracelll!
The Posse was seven in all with Santiago delayed due to work commitments, Knight Rider similary delayed. JuniorII was on The Bombproof Buggie tandem with Clyde (aka Rudolph resplendant in flashing Christmas lights), The Fit One on the Creepy Coupe tandem ably supported by The Boss driving the engine ad frequntly calling for 'more gear'. The Miner's Daughter was back, with The Wee Yin and Bigman.
It was a cracking night with no wind and slight cloud cover. Junior II and Clyde were itching for the sprint sections and were powering ahead at every category three climb as if to scare any pretenders.
The Miner's Daughter was in good form cruising along with ease, supported by a dose of Hip Hop beat to set the cadence. The climb up to Cleish was straight forward with the Creepy Coupe and Bombproof Buggie halting at the monument to the Gruesome Twosome by Loch Fitone. As the ascent of the South Face started The Boss called for more gear from The Fit One and soon there was merely a red streak as the Coup zoomed off into the dark.
The Miner's Daughter got into a rhythm matching breathing with cadence and would in the tarmac carpet all the way to the crest before pushing on to the Kinross viewpoint with the lights laid out below the posse. It was suggested to the assembled posse that there was the option of a 'short cut' through the forest to Mont VeKnockhill.
With no volunteers the posse set off back down Cleish. There was a small amount of water on the tarmac when the Creepy Coupe and The Bombproof Buggie decided to have a race. The Boss slipped her stirrups and The Fit One was in the wrong gear and The Buggie was off but failed to build a big enough lead before the Bigman eased past.
The Bus Museum Sprint would be different affair. And so it came to pass, The Buggie started the push early and held the pace downhill with no loss of power on the climb. Bigman sat on their tail however could not make enough distance and The Buggie had bagged the Category 1 race.
As the Posse approached the Bowershall turn off, a small red Renault chose to share the sound of his horn as he passed. This startled The Fit One and he was of like a shot chasing down the French Machine. It was irrelevant that he had not planned to take that route. The Posse hoped the French one would not be caught! It is assumed The Boss on the back of TheCoupe was supportive of the chase!
The Fit One did not catch the car however it was close!
Another cracking night closer to the Epic Caper and 32 km in the bag!
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