So, Thursday morning i decided to join the bunch ride out of Noosa. The run out to Boreen Point is at a steady pace, followed by a ridiculous flat out blast back into town that i have never yet been able to hold onto. Not wanting to use any more petrol than absolutely necessary, i needed to be on the bike at 5am to ride the 23kms up the coast. I actually got on the bike at 5:13, so i had to give it a pretty good go. I still managed to get to the Noosa Bike Shop before the bunch left, so i was able to just hop on a wheel and take it easy for a while.
In a few minutes i found myself riding alongside a not unattractive lady with a slight South African accent. Now Lycra is not usually the most forgiving material, so when one sees a lady rider whose form is flattered by it, one gets a bit-
As per usual, i got dropped after a few kilometres but i was still happy with my efforts. Just before the turn off to Cootharaba a couple of blokes passed me and i was able to hop on their wheels and take a turn. It was while following one of them that i was pondering the unusual pattern on his knicks, until i realised that it wasn't a pattern, it was see through.
And that line was not a seam.
And he was in his 60s.