Dove Creek Omnium
Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 12:35 am
This race was another big learning experience. A race with three stages, but with points instead of time, with 100 points to the winner of each stage, and then fewer as you went down the rankings. It's all explained in the race bible, which is here. Go ahead, read it. I'll wait.
Tripleshot had a fantastic turnout this weekend, with Duncan, Chris, Brenna, Taylor and myself (David) from the junior program, with Lister, Al, Stéphane and Jim racing masters, and Rachel, Sophie, Ethan, Lochie, and sage from the u15 group.
Time Trial
The race started with a 16k time trial on a brutal course. It was 2 laps of an 8k out and back circuit. The first two and a half k's being slightly uphill, then dropping DownDownDown for about 1.3k to the turnaround, and then back the other way. And then that, but all over again.
I got put behind a number of people that I knew I was faster than, and so I was chasing them all. I went pretty quickly, managing to limit my losses to 46 seconds behind the fastest guy, good enough for fourth place in the TT, and 70 points to the leaders 100.
After that, we all decamped to Nymph falls for "Ice baths" which consisted of trying to get out of the near 30 degree heat by swimming. It worked in spectacular fashion, and cooled down and refreshed, he headed off for the evenings Royston Criterium.
Crit (Kinda)
It was a 1.5km loop with open(!) Roads, centreline rules, and only two corners that needed concentration. Almost felt like a VCL race, but flatter, and faster. Because of the narrow roads, the pack had to slow considerably going into the corners, so The back yo-yo'ed a ton out of the corners. I managed to get a good start, and stuck to the front third of the pack. Our race was 30 minutes+5 laps, and about 15 minuted in they rang the bell for a prime. I went for it about 700m to go, got clear, and then saw Steve Lund from VAC go rocketing by, just as I spun out my junior gears. So, it's not my fault if I couldn't accelerate, right? It's the gearing, not me. You're nodding at your computer screen in agreement. Good.
Anyways, I got robbed of what I had previously thought of as *my* prime, and Sat up to settle into the group, but then got forced into the back third, and Got dropped when I couldn't stay with the acceleration for the second prime. Also, I was starting to realize that I hadn't drunk enough water in the past few hours, and had cavalierly chucked my bottle to the side at the start line. Not my smartest move. I ended up in a group of about five people who had also been dropped, and were just mashing all over the road. I thought to myself, "what would Lister do?", and realized what we needed was organization. We ended up getting a nice group going, until people got rested from not doing as much work, and then they could go faster, and I got dropped from that group. I ended up with the rather dubious award of last not lapped, and proceeded to plunge down the standings.
All I know for the rest is that Stéphane and Taylor took first and second in the crit, but somebody else might have to clarify what went on there.
Road Race
After waking up at 6:30 to pack up the campsites, we drove over to the starting area to look at the standings, and saw that Taylor was in third. At that point, we realized that He just might be able to win the overall, and That's what we decided to shoot for. We decided to pull out the tactics from the Friday rides, and we agreed to mark the two riders ahead of Taylor, and send groups of riders up the road. I managed the first part, and spent the first five or six km's Sitting on the wheel of one of the contenders, and then I only really managed to pull off half of the breaks and chases drill. My mark moved up the pack, and I was stuck on the other side of the pack. I then chose to attack. And then the pack chased me down nearly instantly. It was rather depressing. But, if at first you don't succeed, try again. And try again I did. And again. And again. And again. In the first 35km, I managed to spend more time off the front of the group than in the pack.
At that point, the pack started to get a little fed-up with chasing me down, and so I started to find a partner. And then we attacked. And then I found a new partner after we got caught. And then we attacked. And so on. I ended up being informed later rather tersely by one of the masters that I had gone off the front no less than 16 times in the first three laps.
That does take more out of you than one might expect, and so when Lister cramped, I passed him a Gatorade bottle going into the last of four laps, I then proceeded to get dropped, bonk and nearly crash with 15k to go, and ended up death marching the whole way to the finish line. I crossed the line and had a bit of a Colin Jenkins moment, as it turned out that Taylor had won the road race, and consequently the overall. You'll have to ask someone who was within the pack to tell you what happened though.
There are a few HUGE thank-you's that have to go out there. The first is to the organizers of the race, for, well, making a race for us to come race. The parents who drove us up, fed us, cheered and all that helpful stuff. To Lister for being our master tactician. To the club for your incredibly generous support of out junior program.
~David
Tripleshot had a fantastic turnout this weekend, with Duncan, Chris, Brenna, Taylor and myself (David) from the junior program, with Lister, Al, Stéphane and Jim racing masters, and Rachel, Sophie, Ethan, Lochie, and sage from the u15 group.
Time Trial
The race started with a 16k time trial on a brutal course. It was 2 laps of an 8k out and back circuit. The first two and a half k's being slightly uphill, then dropping DownDownDown for about 1.3k to the turnaround, and then back the other way. And then that, but all over again.
I got put behind a number of people that I knew I was faster than, and so I was chasing them all. I went pretty quickly, managing to limit my losses to 46 seconds behind the fastest guy, good enough for fourth place in the TT, and 70 points to the leaders 100.
After that, we all decamped to Nymph falls for "Ice baths" which consisted of trying to get out of the near 30 degree heat by swimming. It worked in spectacular fashion, and cooled down and refreshed, he headed off for the evenings Royston Criterium.
Crit (Kinda)
It was a 1.5km loop with open(!) Roads, centreline rules, and only two corners that needed concentration. Almost felt like a VCL race, but flatter, and faster. Because of the narrow roads, the pack had to slow considerably going into the corners, so The back yo-yo'ed a ton out of the corners. I managed to get a good start, and stuck to the front third of the pack. Our race was 30 minutes+5 laps, and about 15 minuted in they rang the bell for a prime. I went for it about 700m to go, got clear, and then saw Steve Lund from VAC go rocketing by, just as I spun out my junior gears. So, it's not my fault if I couldn't accelerate, right? It's the gearing, not me. You're nodding at your computer screen in agreement. Good.
Anyways, I got robbed of what I had previously thought of as *my* prime, and Sat up to settle into the group, but then got forced into the back third, and Got dropped when I couldn't stay with the acceleration for the second prime. Also, I was starting to realize that I hadn't drunk enough water in the past few hours, and had cavalierly chucked my bottle to the side at the start line. Not my smartest move. I ended up in a group of about five people who had also been dropped, and were just mashing all over the road. I thought to myself, "what would Lister do?", and realized what we needed was organization. We ended up getting a nice group going, until people got rested from not doing as much work, and then they could go faster, and I got dropped from that group. I ended up with the rather dubious award of last not lapped, and proceeded to plunge down the standings.
All I know for the rest is that Stéphane and Taylor took first and second in the crit, but somebody else might have to clarify what went on there.
Road Race
After waking up at 6:30 to pack up the campsites, we drove over to the starting area to look at the standings, and saw that Taylor was in third. At that point, we realized that He just might be able to win the overall, and That's what we decided to shoot for. We decided to pull out the tactics from the Friday rides, and we agreed to mark the two riders ahead of Taylor, and send groups of riders up the road. I managed the first part, and spent the first five or six km's Sitting on the wheel of one of the contenders, and then I only really managed to pull off half of the breaks and chases drill. My mark moved up the pack, and I was stuck on the other side of the pack. I then chose to attack. And then the pack chased me down nearly instantly. It was rather depressing. But, if at first you don't succeed, try again. And try again I did. And again. And again. And again. In the first 35km, I managed to spend more time off the front of the group than in the pack.
At that point, the pack started to get a little fed-up with chasing me down, and so I started to find a partner. And then we attacked. And then I found a new partner after we got caught. And then we attacked. And so on. I ended up being informed later rather tersely by one of the masters that I had gone off the front no less than 16 times in the first three laps.
That does take more out of you than one might expect, and so when Lister cramped, I passed him a Gatorade bottle going into the last of four laps, I then proceeded to get dropped, bonk and nearly crash with 15k to go, and ended up death marching the whole way to the finish line. I crossed the line and had a bit of a Colin Jenkins moment, as it turned out that Taylor had won the road race, and consequently the overall. You'll have to ask someone who was within the pack to tell you what happened though.
There are a few HUGE thank-you's that have to go out there. The first is to the organizers of the race, for, well, making a race for us to come race. The parents who drove us up, fed us, cheered and all that helpful stuff. To Lister for being our master tactician. To the club for your incredibly generous support of out junior program.
~David