Stage Five: McLaren Vale to Willunga Hill - Spoilt Competition

McLaren Vale, a fine morning, before the race.

Richard Dawkins: There are those girls again. Call them over.

Vello: Steady on!

Gaius: It's Emma and Irma! Emma! Irma! Halloah!

Irma: Oh, hi Gaius! We were just talking to Arthur and Pablo.

Vello: We saw.

Richard Dawkins: I hear you girls are eleven.

Emma: Yeah right. Whatever.

Irma: Shut UP! Yes, eleven.

Richard Dawkins. Then I should very much value your opinion.

Irma: On the entries for the sleep competition?

Richard Dawkins: How did you know?

Irma: Arthur told us. There's a reward.

Richard Dawkins: Not for the eleven year olds. For the clever scientist who wins the competition.

Emma: Or the poet.

Irma: Anyway we think it's stupid. Like who doesn't know what sleep is?

Emma: That's right.

Vello: Is that so girls? How about telling us what you know already. In the interests of fairness.

David: Absolutely. Fairness.

Richard Dawkins: All right, girls. What do you know?

Irma: Sleep is a naturally recurring state of altered consciousness.

Emma: And inhibited sensory activity.

Richard Dawkins: Where did you learn that?

Irma: We did it last year in science.

Richard Dawkins: Well done, girls. You've spoiled the competition

Irma: Yeah, well, we go to this Catholic school. Mum and dad reckon it's the best one.

Richard Dawkins: Catholic! Are you girls Catholic?

Emma: Not really. We're atheists, actually.

Vello: At a Catholic school! What a hoot. Don't they teach you religion?

Emma: Yeah, they do, but the PE teacher doesn't........

Irma: Yeah he's so rad........ Hey! you guys need to get to the start line. Look, Gaius is there already.

Vello: So he is. Come on lads, let's go!

........

In the middle.

The wind gets up as they ride through Aldinga.

The sea fizzes at they sprint though Snapper Point.

......

Willunga Hill, almost at the finish.

Cadel Evans, Rohan Dennis, Richie Porte.

Richie Porte makes a move.

And wins by the simple expedient of pedaling faster.

He also gets King of the Mountain.

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After the race.

Pablo (looking round): There they are!

Arthur: Emma and Irma?

Surfing-With-Whales: Hey you girls!

Sweezus: No way. They're not coming. Now they're all over Richie.