Seven hours into our eight hour journey on Friday I was reminded that this was Ironman weekend here in Penticton. The biggest, craziest weekend of the year here and we kinda just sauntered right into the thick of it.
Here are pics of a bunch of people splashing about in a lake. Not that exciting, but we walked downtown at 6 am to get these shots - so here they are:
Chad and Mini (by "we walked downtown at 6 am" I meant us three - the Eff, the Goose and the Tik did not come downtown at 6 am):
And that was that - the first competitors arrived back in town some 8.5 hours later but I suppose most of them are still on the course (which closes at midnight). It all kinda inspired me... then my back twinged a bit and I wondered if I'd be able to walk back up the hill to Grannie and Grandad's for my morning coffee without calling in the support vehicle...