So I had a few nerves heading out to the Slipway, mainly due to the unknown. I'd never been and even watched the buckets before so had no idea what to expect, and Pamela had only been riden the 20 odd metres up and down Skunks driveway by me once (and like I know anything about what she's mean to feel like), so had visions of me piling onto the track and Pamela falling to bits underneath my big bum.
Arrived a little late as had to drop a friend to the airport, to find everyone there, all set up and Pamela had been taken out of Skunks van and all ready to go, looking beautiful and sparkling thanks to AJ's paintwork on her white bits (Thanks Andrew, AJ and co. you guys rock!)