Never before have I watched the Met Office's rainfall radar so closely. 6am, everything was ready to go, all I needed was glimmer of hope, just a hint, that today was not going to be another total washout. At 7:45 I got it. The rain coming in from the west was just starting to break up. With luck, the remaining fragments would be small enough to either pass us by or only last a few minutes. By 8am I was heading up the M2 to join Colette and the others who had the misfortune to be out in the previous night's downpour. All that we needed now was some hardened competitors that would not have been put off by the prospect of the thunderstorms that had been repeatedly forecast over the previous few days.
By the time I arrived, the rain had already stopped and there were several lorries & trailers being unloaded. By the afternoon, there was hardly a cloud in the sky and everyone was having a great day out. Gary, whose own event had been cancelled, decided to pay a visit and ended up doing a few portraits for me while I was busy printing orders (thank you Gary). Summer didn't seem willing to let us down on our last day in Essex...
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