ust a Saturday at the club, running with some friends (Jack, Kyle, Mike and Terry). We had just enough people for a full session, so I took the desk, Kyle the levers, Jack the local, Terry a lump of coal and Mike was my Tusk SO. I gotta say that everyone really pitched in – while we didn’t get all the way through (Jack, due to his drive, had requested a hard 4pm stop). But we ran up to the Easton Turn and probably stopped about 30 real minutes short of completion. But I’ll note this – I forgot to […]