It seems this is the done thing…so here is my favourite images from 2017! I don’t really think i need to describe any of them!
There is something about training camp houses which just set them apart from any other house. You truly have to be part of one to get it, but I will try and explain in this Anatomy of a Photo! Continue reading “Anatomy of a Photo: The Team Camp House”
One of the most old fashioned and out dated aspects of cycling. Pinning on a number is an art form.
Pinning on a number badly instantly signals you out to everyone as a little bit of a whopper, whether that is at a road race or a time trial. If it is a time trial, you may as well just go home. The amount you will be judged will massively out way any watts your legs put out on the road.
Learn to do it right. Four pins horizontal across the top, three vertically down the side. Job done.
Have you ever got to the point where you are 6 days into a stage race and you contemplate getting a tow from the team car with a vine. I have.
No one else probably finds this picture very funny, but it honestly cracks me every time I see it. I just find every part of it incredibly hilarious. From the total look of empty on my face, my attempt to fade out the drastic burn line I got the day before because I didn’t have the energy to put on any sun cream (turns out I just got another, equally severe burn line), to the simple idea of getting a tow with a vine tied to the boot of the team car, the way Bastian is holding the bike assuming he is out of the photo, the fact my bottle cage is still held on with electrical tape and zip ties from the previous day where I lost one of the bolts and the beautiful setting of this amazing bike race and the contrast of that to the massive hole I was in that day.
It was a tough day out, but I got round. To be honest I really don’t know how…
The euro look is something we all strive for, or as Velominati put it; “Being casually deliberate“, a phrase i absolutely love!
I would like to think i rate cycling style quite highly. I never leave the house without checking my socks are straight and my cap is level. I’d say to date this is my best effort ( even if it is somewhat ruined by my smile and the snotty arm warmer from the efforts i’d done that morning ). But rolling down the waterfront in Altea cruising with zero effort in the Spanish sun was super fun, but i was clearly getting ‘out pro-ed’ by well, a pro…
Maybe if i keep my cycling style in such high regard for many more years, one day i will be able to have those levels of casually deliberate while riding, or maybe even get to the levels of some of my cycling heroes.