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Got up at 5.45 am to ride to the point to point course and light the fire pit for the hog roast. Fantastic, riding on deserted roads at dawn, with the promise of a beautiful day. Took me back to when I was a teenager, riding my first decent bike to my work cutting grass, leaving most days at 5. Everyone had a glorious day at the races, even those (like me) chained to a burger grill for hours. Finally got home at 8.30 pm, just in time for the traditional last minute packing panic. Actually, you have to focus on the essentials- have you got a bike, a wallet with some cash in it, a helmet and a phone? If the answer is yes, every other thing can be ignored, purchased or blagged. Guys riding round the world for years (read Mondo Enduro - inspiring) end up with one set of clothes, a bivvy sheet, a passport and a few tools. Simple. If our climate wasn't so unpredictable, and I had a bit more connection with the hair shirt philosophy of travelling, I guess I'd do likewise. But it all hurts a little bit too much in the morning when you're heading for The Golden Twilight Home for Old Bikers, ha ha.