Does a new moniker beckon for StumpyRider? I’ve been riding a bike since I was 8 or 9. In all that time, I’d owned just 4 bikes until now. My cousin’s old Raleigh Shopper-y thing upon which I learned; my Raleigh Burner which did me until I was about – I dunno – 15 or [...]
Wrapping it all up With BMFW and Big Col doing the Etape Caledonia the following day (BMFW treasonously racing under the West Lothian Triathlon banner – you haven’t heard the last of this!), that was it for VCDL at Fort William this year. Of course, there was nothing to stop me from putting in a [...]
One down, 2 to go Rossco Potter was back too and our bikes were manky. Ross had lost a few gears on his lap but a quick blast down at the bike wash and some cable tension adjustment had him sorted. We also had visitors, one of whom was only 3 and I wouldn’t notice [...]
Let’s begin… Race day didn’t so much dawn as it did flow, with the “and showers” doing a Keith Moon impersonation on tent roofs. This wasn’t good and we quickly abandoned the camp site for the familiar and less squelchy environs of the pit area. Stoves were lit, sausages were cooked and the pre-race bumflufferies [...]
Never mind Floyd Landis, there’s only one cycling story in town this week I once read an account of the RAF’s experiences of Operation Desert Storm. I can’t remember the exact wording, but the officer interviewed said something like there was no shortages of volunteers for the first night’s raids but the crunch would come [...]