Caleb Pike
Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 10:20 pm
Beautiful evening for racing. Sixteen laps for the B's, 20 for A's. The B race was steady. The pace picked up towards the end, but no especially fast or slow laps. There were a couple of minor breakaway efforts, but nothing too serious. Kevin and Stephane moved to the front on a few occasions, but they were marked well. Steve dropped a chain - twice I think. That sucks - best not to use the little ring
About midway, I chased and caught Joel Taylor's during a breakaway attempt. Someone nearby then said that it was my turn. Whoever that was hasn't been to Italy! My turn? This is what I learned in Sardinia: "Let him eat his dinner, and you (meaning me) can eat his dessert." Eating his dessert, just in case it isn't obvious, means passing him at the line, not pulling him around the course.
About 15 B's were still together at the bell. I got a pretty good draft down the hill and a decent run up. One of those weird green vegan dudes flew up on the inside line on a very cool looking titanium-framed, carbon aero-wheeled stealth bomber. I tried to follow and I think we were both in too tall a gear - it was a bit like slow motion. A Pro City guy passed me with about 10m to go. Third was good given the competition - only the hard-core racers were out during the hockey game.
Turn out was good - five of us in B and two (Gavin and Roland) in A. But it could be much better. This is a lot of fun and I am getting dropped on Beacon Hill all the time. So there are lot's of people in our club that could run at the front. Brian, Greg, Alan, Old Dylan, just to name a few of many.
Sorry, don't know how everyone else did. I showed up with minutes to spare and then left quickly. Heidi had the strange impression that I gave up summer racing for the week in Italy I was trying to limit the damage.
JT
About midway, I chased and caught Joel Taylor's during a breakaway attempt. Someone nearby then said that it was my turn. Whoever that was hasn't been to Italy! My turn? This is what I learned in Sardinia: "Let him eat his dinner, and you (meaning me) can eat his dessert." Eating his dessert, just in case it isn't obvious, means passing him at the line, not pulling him around the course.
About 15 B's were still together at the bell. I got a pretty good draft down the hill and a decent run up. One of those weird green vegan dudes flew up on the inside line on a very cool looking titanium-framed, carbon aero-wheeled stealth bomber. I tried to follow and I think we were both in too tall a gear - it was a bit like slow motion. A Pro City guy passed me with about 10m to go. Third was good given the competition - only the hard-core racers were out during the hockey game.
Turn out was good - five of us in B and two (Gavin and Roland) in A. But it could be much better. This is a lot of fun and I am getting dropped on Beacon Hill all the time. So there are lot's of people in our club that could run at the front. Brian, Greg, Alan, Old Dylan, just to name a few of many.
Sorry, don't know how everyone else did. I showed up with minutes to spare and then left quickly. Heidi had the strange impression that I gave up summer racing for the week in Italy I was trying to limit the damage.
JT