Rain, rain, rain...

Today was the wettest Moto X duty ever! Even the waterproofs were beginning to give in by the end of it.

Relentless rain turned the bike track to thick pools of mud, and puddles formed in the tyre tracks. We were soaked by the constant down pour for all our time we were out there, and yet we only had four casualties despite the poor conditions.

One was a woman who had chopped off the tip of her finger and needed a new dressing - nice. A part from a boy with a sprained ankle, I don't know any of the other casualties' incidents, although I think one lad came away with a broken rib.

So the casualties we had were slightly worse off than usual; that'd be the mud then.

Thankfully, the races were cut short and the event finished early, so I was chuffed to get home earlier than usual and warm my freezing, wet body in a nice hot bath. Heaven.