The Camera Lies

One of these photos was from the start of the race and one at the very end. There was 4hrs and 40 minutes of sheer torture in between and a weary Spook. The torture involved 2 climbs of more than an hour each, crossing the highest public road in NZ - 1300m in the Nevis Valley.
On the plus side, we met his running pal Janet, and her husband Ollie (he was 40 minutes quicker) and exchanged numbers as he's keen to have a training buddy. Has to be better than last weeks training buddies.
Finn was eagerly awaiting his fathers arrival as we were not eating until he got there. Every cyclist over the hill he would say 'That's him'. He did this for over an hour. Eventually he said 'I have no father - I'm so ashamed'.
I exchanged numbers with one of my waitressing buddies from the Best of Xmas show, who did the race in 5hrs 10mins. She works in Rehabilitation and is interested in my background and possible work with people who have suffered brain injuries. Would have to be a great job to win me away from cleaning with Mary. Would the coffee be any good?