Sunday, 20 April 2008

Targa Tasmania 2008 Day 11 - The Decider in Deloraine

Hobart Town. Alarms set for 9am - "What joy, a sleep in!" But alas, no change to routine, Skip leaping out of bed 6.30am, Nav mere minutes later. Massive amounts of hotel admin, checkout, pack car, and we're off (Skipper's Ed Note : Some mongrel tried to book a hot breakfast to our room. We put a stop to that - gotta watch all those 'out-of-staters')

Onto the Wrestpoint Casino. Photos, prizes, presentations, big breakfast and then the 20 minute video of all the action over the past several years, with a 2008 montage taking the lions share of play time. Lots of slides, spins, and speed. Highlight for The Nav was the wag driving a Mitsubishi Evo rally super car, with winning comments on his in-car intercom such as Driver "Jeez, the coppers, hide the p*ss under the back seat!" Breath-testing constable "0.09. Out of the car driver!..........just kidding. Move on." and Driver "Pulling up to park behind a GT3 Porsche - which is really just an over-priced Volkswagen." (Skipper's Ed Note : Porsche GT3 is a top of the line, all wheel drive screamer! Recommended off the shelf retail price in the region of AUD$350,000)

Back into the pocket rocket to head up the highway, get to the top of the course, for the final decisive HKTT match-play, the 'Decider at Deloraine'. Played at the venerable 9 Hole "Royal & Ancient Deloraine GC", just down the road from their local 'Big Bargain Bottleshop' - a virtual landmark for the HKTT on their trip around Taswegia. At Nav 2 Skipper 1, this final match would prove to be more mangling than the mauling at Moorina, more sensational than the streak to spectacular Strahan (Skipper's Ed Note : Don't forget - pronounced Strawwwn), and even more wonderous than the cow whisperer of Wandiligong

And what a final challenge it proved to be, with Nav coming through 4 and 3, with the final score Nav 3 Skip 1. Some disappointment of dropped shots because of balls lost somewhere on fairways - Nav 1, Skipper 2 - but then that's the risk you take when you play country Australia golf (Skipper's Ed Note : Bloody Magpies !). Although our head to head sporting struggles proved biblical in proportion, when all was said and done, Golf was the winner on the day

From the R&A Deloraine, the pocket rocket scooted up the highway to Devonport on the North coast of Taswegia, The Nav at the wheel nudging 90. Into the car ferry line, catch up with some of our Packet 2 mob, a late dinner agreed on; just as the HKTT are about to drive onto das boot, Will and Ernie pop up and ask if any of us want to drive Ernie's Mitsubishi E9 all-wheel drive city sports rally car onto the ferry and then off at Melbourne. Kicking the Skip in the knee, and elbowing fellow Packet 2er Jim out of the way, The Nav hopped up and down with a "Pick me, pick me!" persona. Successfuly wangling the drive, The Nav screamed onto the ferry in first, taking chicanes and hair-pins around the carefully placed ship staff in his stride, coming to a screaching halt - 5 kmph to zero in 15 seconds flat

Dropping our gear in the cabin, quickly look at how a 650 foot ship turns 180 degrees in a 700 foot wide river inlet, it was in for an haute cuisine meal with some of the Packet 2 personnel, then turning in for a good night's kip

Until tomorrow, Day 12 and the final report on the Trek through Tassie, this is The Nav signing off

If tomorrow comes, drop it into second

The Nav

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