Just before I went to bed last night I went out into the kitchen and found Joe (host’s father) had made a blueberry pie. He offered me some and I politely declined as I had earlier seen the state of the oven and the fact that he was sitting at the table with a cat on his lap! Fairly sure that hygiene was not taken as a school subject by this family.
My sleep last night was not without incident as during the night I went to roll over and my bed did a wheel stand and collapsed underneath me. I checked it out and realised that they had made the bed back to front and the support legs were at the wrong end. *&^%$ this so I put the mattress on the floor and slept like that – should have done that the first night.
I got up early as I wanted to get the kitchen to myself so I could try and avoid the friendly bacteria of others. I cooked my poached eggs on toast and then ate it in my room as I had cleaned down the desk top. Then got ready and made my way out to the track.
At the track the crowd appeared to be slightly bigger although most seemed to have a family connection to someone that was racing. I later found out that they had a total of nearly 900 riders competing in all amateur classes for the 2 days.
I went to a few different areas throughout the day and took photos;
I had lunch at the track and the healthiest thing I could find was a chicken breast ‘sandwich’. They still toasted the bun by putting it on the fryer. I am thinking of getting a t-shirt that says ‘No fries, hash browns, mayonnaise, cream cheese, cheese, ketchup, mustard or any other crap that is going to make me die of a heart attack.’
I pack up just on 2 pm and made my way to Washougal where I called in on the local Police. I was able to have a chat with the deputy chief who told me to be careful should I leave on Sunday as the traffic will be bad. I then make my way to the Post Office to send a few purchases home.
Whilst waiting in line at the Post Office an elderly lady strikes up a conversation with me whilst waiting to be served. Turns out she loves Australia and has been there several times. To her dismay I describe my accommodation and that I am in town for the motocross. She tells me that its a pity we didn’t meet earlier as she and her husband have a beautiful big house on a few acres that is only 5 mins up the road from the track! *&^%$%^
I swing by Safeway and pick up tonight’s dinner and then head back to the ranch. I go inside and find that the host (Alvis – yes with an A) is pretty happy with himself. I ask him what is going on and he tells me that he has just fixed the auto vacuum cleaner. He explains why its so important as his fiance has been suffering from allergies. Allergies? I wonder what she could be allergic to given that there is a zoo in the house!
What could tomorrow possibly bring?