A Day in Holland
For a race that almost wasn’t, Saturday’s provincial road race in Holland, Manitoba was a resounding success. But it wasn’t without its challenges, that’s for sure. Unfortunately, I had misunderstood the specifics of the location and was unable to use…
Grass Track: Living Dangerously
Who knew there were things to do in an unassuming grass field other than die of boredom watching 6 year-olds play soccer? Tuesday’s “off the grid” grass track race was not on MCA schedule, which made it feel a little…
Show me the Muddy
Ah summer. The most ironic of the seasons, since there is so much riding and bike related goodness going on, there is no time to write about it. The CycleFamily vacation ended just in time for me to hop on…
We are Live – But Just Barely
After an agonizing week of radio silence, the Cable Guy cometh and fixed the bloody TV – and bloody it is, with more carnage in the Tour this year than a John Woo movie. Unfortunately the Cable Guy cometh just…
Time Warp
Last night’s TTT exceeded even my ridiculously high expectations. It was, in fact, so overflowing with awesomeness that the Birds Hill Park loop will be awesome well into next week. Maybe longer. The teams were out in full force, and…
Race Day – Notre Dame de Lourdes
Ahhh. Another beautiful day at the races… this time hosted by the good people from the Portage Junk Yard Dogs and held in Notre Dame de Lourdes, a small and pretty French town south of Portage la Prairie, in the…
Whitemouth Road Race
Among other things, bike racing is proving to be very nutritionally diverse. If Bruxelles supplied a large dose of Vitamin G (gravel), Whitemouth delivered an equally robust helping of Vitamin W (wind), plus slightly more than the recommended daily allowance…
Vitamin G
Riding the 4km back to the hall in Bruxelles, I am behind Young Luc, a racer in his early twenties on a single speed; and Lindsay Gauld, an Olympian road racer in his 60’s. They are chatting about the race, how hard…
Gluttons Cross
There is something I love about contradictions. If I didn’t think astrology was total horse shit, I might attribute it to being a Gemini. Perhaps that’s one of the reasons I like bike races so much. They are a perfect…
The Greatest Show on Earth
Some “friendly” words of encouragement. (photo Hal L.) I have discovered that Cyclocross spectators are a bit of a morbid bunch. They have the uncanny ability to find the areas of a race course where there is the highest probability…