Kamis, 21 November 2013

A very Full Weekend with my Dad Jack

This is my Dad, looking very Leonard Cohen - we are wearing the T-shirts of  Mitch and Andrew's (my sons) band, IN Tongues".  Jack is 89 now - what a cool looking Dude, huh!
He still loves riding his bike - Me too.
Jack spent the weekend with us while the apartment he lives in was being painted.
Jack lives on the other side of Melbourne so it was like having a tourist stay with us. I took him to my little coffee spot, bike shop where he met all my cycling friends and I think he was more popular than me. He was amazed of the amount of cyclists on Beach road - maybe 7000 over the weekend.
After coffee we took drove down to the suburb a few kilometres down the road.
Mordialloc in my Father's day was a holiday resort. It brought back many memories for him when as a young lad he would go training on his bike down this way.
Mordialloc pier - Father and Son walking in the afternoon sun and enjoying the views.

Later in the afternoon after a cool beer with a cloudless sky, the light planes flew overhead above our backyard. I said to Jack, "do you want to go and have a look at the airport".

There's a museum at the airport - first time I'd been there. Jack and I wandered around for some time just taking in the sights of aeronautical history.


TAA and Ansett were our two competing airlines - Don't know if I'd like to fly in those days but their safety record was excellent.
My Dad is a bit of a cycling tragic and loves to watch bike racing so I took him to the Sunday racing and I foolishly decided to enter as well. He had a great day with many people saying hello. He's a bit of a legend.
I was pleased to ride in front of Jack although I did finish at the rear of the field (well I am 60!!!)
Racing is on a one kilometre circuit and there are usually 250 starters over 5 levels of racing.
The big boys average 45 kph over the 1 hour of racing - last weekend Simon Gerrans, an Australian Euro pro joined in while in his off-season back in OZ.

And that was my weekend with my Dad Jack - one to remember for both of us.

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