SPORTIVE - FULL OF CYCLISTS WHO LIKE TO THINK THEY ARE RACINGAUDAX - FULL OF CYCLISTS WHO LIKE TO THINK THEY ARE NOT RACINGThats what Bob Johnson (VC167) told me just before he shot off up the road to join a break of 3 or 4 that had developed on the way up from Tod. to Holme Chapel.Once again we were blessed with Spring like weather for the North West Passage. Whilst it was disappointing not to see Brian or
Grimpy on the start line we did have a good turn out with Nigel, Melvyn, Ian, Pete R, Richard and myself together with Andy Marshall, Martin
Clemenson & Daniel Shaw.
It was the largest entry I've ever seen for the 200, so much so that we were set off in four
seperate groups. This took the Condors by surprise, we had to set off in the 3rd group so for the first five minutes or so we had to work our way up to the lead group. We settled down near the front, said goodbye to that early break up the
Burnley Road. West
Pennine's star rider, Daniel
Shand being the driving force in the break; rumour was that he had promised hid dad that he would be back to the Spring Inn before 3'o clock.
I was surprised that no Condors chased down the break (Philip would never have let them go without a Condor present). When we reached
Blacko I realised that they had been biding their time waiting for the mountains. Richard and I 'lost
intrest' at this time and drifted off the back of the bunch. (Nigel tells me no one in the group had put the hammer down, "we just rode in the group", obviously he
did'nt look behind or he would have seen that the 'group' was spread out all the way back down the climb). I got over the top of
Greystone intending not to chase but
inevetably found myself in a group of four with myself and Dennis from West
Pennine doing bit and bit eventually pulling back the bunch just as they rode into Settle.
At the check in the Naked Man cafe Pete Round took pity on an old man and let me push in to get my card stamped. A quick banana and a swig of energy drink and I jumped back on the bike with the stated intention of getting to the top of Buck Haw Brow before I was caught by the bunch. I got up
Bukka', slipped it onto the big ring and settled down to evens waiting for the arrival of the mob. I was still waiting as I approached
Cowan Bridge. I wound it up to 25's thinking I might just be able to get through the Kirby
Lonsdale check before being caught; then the inevitable happened, I
was'nt just pulled in but passed by an express train travelling at 30+ mph. My heart swelled with pride as I saw that the bunch was being driven by a flock of Condors, resplendent in full team kit, together with Andy (who may now be wearing a VS jersey but will always really be a Condor).
We got to Devils Bridge, cards stamped, mix energy drink, eat banana and sneak off whilst the others are chewing bacon butties and waiting for their tea to cool. According to my computer I had averaged just under 19mph to KL so I was expecting it to be harder than it was on the return leg, down through Lancaster to the Priory Cafe at
Scorton, the computer rarely going below 20mph. Egged on by the fact that I
had'nt been caught by the Condors I
did'nt loiter too long at
Scorton, just mixed a fresh bottle, ate two yogurt covered 'Eat Natural' bars whilst having chat with Harry Benson who was telling me how much he admired '
Ginley's' exploits on the world stage. Thinking of the old adage 'out of sight, out of mind' I jumped back on the bike before the other Condors arrived.
I was still feeling reasonable at
Longridge, suffered as usual up through
Salesbury but whilst freewheeling down the Blackburn By-pass began to wonder if I could stay away (not that its any sort of race of course). I managed to swallow two more 'Eat Natural' bars as insurance for '
Owd Betts'.
Oswaldtwistle Moors
did'nt seem as bad as usual - must have been a tail wind -
Owd Betts also seemed easier than before - perhaps its because I
was'nt having to attempt to stay on someone
else's wheel. An easy free wheel down through
Rochdale to check in at the Spring Inn at 3.45 and that was it for the umpteenth time - the weather just gets better and better (I remember the days when we rode through snow storms over
Oswaldtwistle Moors - on fixed as well).
Andy, Nigel, Melvyn & Ian finished about 4pm with Pete and Richard not far behind. Martin & Daniel also finished at about the same time. I was amazed how fresh and happy everyone looked at the finish - must have been the weather.
Sorry there are no photo's but I couldnt bring myself to take another one of Condors sat in a pub, people might get the right impression.
