After more than three months of wasted attemps to finish a race without being disqualified I focused on the other side of orienteering - ripping off the runners.
On Saturday I started with my demo fast food at the race on Wax Crayon. However this enterprise had rapidly gone to an economical suicide. We ran out of sausages, bread, charcoal... In the end we had only green and rain.
But I'm preparing a new brand for worldwide expansion just now. Soon in every castle around Europe.
On Sunday I was put away to the outermost part of the competition area to patrol our lampions againts the eastern horde. Although the banishment I had royal conditions there. As usualy.