Saul has been proudly (not sure where that came from) flying Velocake colours in the burdgeoning North Yorkshire coast youth mountain bike racing scene (it's sick out here for under-8s) for a couple of years and has finally worked out that going fast for the entire length of a race can be fun.
After a single podium last month, this morning, amongst the buzzing 2-strokes at Low North Camp, he got the hang of it and scored three podiums in three races - a 3rd, a 2nd and then another 3rd, just getting pipped at the line. Conditions were moderately slimey, making a few of the dads pretty smug about not being at Mayhem and generating much cursing from Islabike riders with from-the-box semi-slicks.
His 2nd was in the big money race - earning a Maccy Ds "Value Meal" and making his mum groan at the prospect of having to find an opportunity to cash it in. They know all about athlete nutrition in Yorkshire. It runs out that two certificates, a burger voucher and an actual real shiney medal are exactly what an 8 year old needs to have a brilliant day.
* There's no under-4s class so Ezra's keeping his powder dry for now ;-)