Barcombe.
An initial break of 4 riders went away on the first lap. I was not concerned about this break and stayed in the bunch for two laps. On the 3rd lap, on a steep uphill section I went to front and rode hard. This caused a split in the riders. About 4 riders came with me. I rode hard over the crest of the hill. At this point there was not much of a gap. Conall Yates then bridged across and went mental, I just rode hard and kept on his wheel and we rode away from the bunch. We soon caught and rode through the initial break. At this point we were about 7 strong. But we were not working well as the initial break didn’t have much energy to give. I decided to get rid of these riders, so I rode hard up the same climb that split the field initially to get rid of the remaining break. We were now four riders, and it stayed that way till the finish.
We now worked well together, and always managed to maintain over a minutes gap to the chasing field. Approaching the bottom of the long uphill finish the pace slowed and I went to the back of the group, I didn’t want anyone surprising me. Almost reaching a standstill before the climb, as no one wanted to commit, I then went. Catching them by surprise, I immediately got a 30 metre gap. The climb then flattened slightly so I got back in the saddle and powered up the final 250 metres. Elliot Porter put up the best chase, but I gladly held him off to take the win comfortably in the end.
All in all great race, felt good the whole race, had loads more in the tank and didn’t waste much energy, which is probably a first for me….
Cutmill
Like the day before the conditions to race were great. I much prefer the warmer conditions, it makes bike races almost enjoyable which is generally a rare occurrence. Also today I had a some team mates, so we had our team chat in the van, and planned for another successful race.
Early into the race Mike got away and soon after Francis followed with a few others and their groups soon joined forces. There was not much of a reaction in the peleton, which was surprising given how many got away.
The break soon started building up a lead, which topped out at over two minutes. At this point, I thought that the break was safe. However, riders were sent to the front and soon the gap began to tumble down. In the middle of the race, it was down to 30-40 seconds, at this point I thought I could bridge across on my own by attacking on the hill, but it didn’t work. From then on I concentrated on just following attacks and not going through when breaks appeared, hoping that this would stop any riders from persevering their chase.
With one lap to go, the break split. The fractured peloton passed Mike and two other riders who had been in the break the whole day; a great ride my Mike, on a course that doesn’t suit him that well. From this point, the remaining riders, Francis included, were almost always insight, so close. I was amazed how the race didn’t come back together. One rider managed to bridge across to them when the gap came down to 50metres. But amazingly no teams pulled the race back together. I was so glad that the break stayed away and just before the finishing climb that became certain and no riders really pushed it. I was unaware at this point that one of the break away riders had attacked a lap earlier and had comfortably won, I was hoping Francis had got it. Starting the climb up to the finish I found myself boxed in. Fortunately no one had attacked yet, so as we started the hill I manoeuvred my way over to the right of the road and when I had clear road ahead I attacked. I was exhausted by which point, after a race in which I suffered so much more than the day before. I couldn’t stay out of the saddle for long, only long enough to create the initial gap which I kept to the finish. From then I just tried to hold on till the end. Eliot again came close, but I took the sprint ahead of him.
Crossing the line, Francis was in a horrible way, it wasn’t a pretty face. But thanks to him, the break stayed away as he put in some monster turns. He came away with 3rd that day and I took 6th. A mention must go to Lawrence, who normally is the coolest cucumber out of all of us, today he had the legs but not his usual brain and so didn’t make the most of his chance, but he has improved a lot this year and it’s great to see. All in all, a good weekend.
By Harry Evans
