Friday, 10 March 2017

Fun in motocross land

Fun In Motorcross Land

The early morning sun awakens the darkness of the ground and sky.The early morning mist blankets the dewy ground. As I start up my bike the noise wakes the valley. I power through the straights and around the corners, wheelie over the bog and up the hill. My bike finds itself siding around the grass as the dew laughs at the funny sight.

After warming up I pull up to my dad's workers, and we’re off. We glide through the course, sliding around corners, and wheeling over bumps and flying over straights. Second lap, they’re coming up behind me, one goes over a jump and slams into another one and clips me. I make it out unscathed, but one is on the ground. “ You can’t win on the ground” Jarrod laughs.

I’m still flying around the track, going faster than before. Pulling wheelies, doing drifts and racing each other. I snicker in my head as I spray dad with dirt. At the end of the day we’re all shattered. As we leave, the valley goes deathly quiet again. Goodbye Motorcross Land.

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