when is enough, enough or is it too much

so i got told that my posts may be too long and that they may not get read properly cause i tend to crap on a bit. though this may be the case i tend to use it as therapy and i do enjoy it most of the time.

however, if you think that i should shorten my reports let me know as i can save a lot of my time by not going into as much detail. on the other hand, if you enjoy the detail and think that it helps you understand what is going on better, also let me know.

i do this so you all have something to read, not cause i think i will get a pulitzer prize or anything.

saturday 30th august - shelley

ride report by peter

i really don’t know where the year has gone. it’s the end of winter tomorrow and we spring into spring again. besides the cold starts, we can’t really even complain about the weather. it has been excellent from a cycling point of view with one of the driest august’s on record. but i guess there are repercussions and water restrictions will be one of them. even with nick’s sparkling new desal plant ticking along, we will still be up against it.

so, anyway, it was a cold start but just over 30 managed to brave the conditions and meet for a ride this morning. we were headed for a sprint-fest today so there was a good chance that we wouldn’t stay cold for long. after a short hop down canning hwy to riseley, we would come back along leach hwy to have a crack at one of perth’s special sprint grounds, shelley. after this we would head down to south st and sprint back along banister rd before home via albany hwy and a sprint along shep rd. if you had a crack at all three, then you deserved your coffee today.

we started out fine and caught a couple of sets of lights as per usual, which split the group. it was pretty low key and so the slower pace did not seem to worry many. heading up riseley, brett made a surge to the front as he said it felt like they were about to step off at the back. i was happy for him to do a turn so i slinked back to the midpack. it was all pretty cruisey along leach hwy and just as we came to the road from mt pleasant, we happened across the bikeforce group. we actually split the pack as some of them turned just before we got there, while the others had to wait for us to go by. well it gave us some rabbits to chase anyway.

as we turned onto the shelley course, i was at the front with ben and we were waiting to see who would make the first move. it took a while, but eventually christophe took off. ben waited a bit then decided to chase him. it was pretty much all on by then. there were continuous attacks and chases and the group was clicking along at a fair pace for the entire length of shelley. about halfway along, i took off, but was chased down almost straight away by christophe and the rest of the group. it did have the desired effect and started to stretch the group a bit. can’t have it easy all the time.

i was pretty much spent by now and just sat in the group till the end. i was not impressed with the heavy feeling in my thighs and was wondering where my form had taken off to. i put it down to the cold morning. yeah, that was it. cold, not unfit.

we regrouped at the end of the road and i doubled back a bit to see if lisa was still coming. we waited a while before deciding to keep moving before we cooled down too much. a slightly convoluted trip through the suburb of parkwood (who knew it existed, i’d never heard of it before) found us out on vahland ave and heading towards south st. we didn’t hang around on south street for very long as we turned onto banister almost straight away. this was the beginning of our second fast section, but no-one was keen to start the ball rolling. eventually jens and one of the barista boys turned the pace on, but did not attack so we all just hoped on board and made them do all the work. as we came to the lights at willeri drv, the group came back together for a brief moment as we were slightly held up. once the lights changed, it was all on and pretty much everyone threw an attack in to try to stay away. i made a move then james and christophe came around me. next thing we know, mike has taken off up the road. by then there were quite a few people in front of me so i have to fight hard to come around to the front with rob in tow. we manage to break free of the bunch and rob shows off his new time-trial bike by putting in a big pursuit to catch mike. i was fading fast by the time ryan came bursting out of the pack with a string of riders trailing behind and overtaking me. i managed to hold on to a few wheels to get me to the end.

as we turned onto nicholson, the aim was to slow right down to allow a regroup. i wanted us all together by the time we hit albany hwy as the trip past carousel shopping centre is always a busy one. the group did slow, but it also lane sliced along side some cars waiting at the lights. this is a no, no and the boys deserve a major spanking for that. the group is too big so we need to hold our position in the lane and not piss off the cars more than necessary.

quite an uneventful trip along albany hwy which is the best kind in my books, but soon we were on shepperton rd and the final sprint section. everyone was nervously looking around waiting for the first attack to go. i was content to sit in for a while as you really needed a small rise to launch on or it is too easy for the group to react. we approached the set of lights just before the rolling hills and it is usually my cue to attack. however, i was beaten to the punch this time by ryan with barista boy hamish in tow.

i jumped out of the bunch with jerry in tow and caught and past ryan. we had to keep the momentum going if we were to stay away. ryan eventually came past me an graciously didn’t smash my legs off on the next rise, but looked back to make sure i still had his wheel. you have to be pretty lucky to pull off a move on shep rd as the lights just before the causeway will pretty much always catch you out. no luck this time and the four of us were caught at the lights.

with ryan pulling his standard trick of not clipping in properly so he is not at the front leading into the sprint, it was left to me and james to take the pack across the bridges and onto riverside drive. i said to him, don’t go too hard so that we can react to any moves that go off the front. as usual, someone went way too early and the group all reacted. i managed to grab a wheel or two to stay in the hunt, but when the pace really started, i had no legs to respond. i sat up and rolled into the coffee shop while ryan took the sprint ahead of dr jerry… again.

ride routes 30th & 31st august

a three stage sprintfest awaits us on saturday. all flat and fast, but we will regroup after each hit out.
sunday will see us tackle both sides of the kahuna in the same ride which means that there has to be a descent in between. the weather has been excellent for riding, so i hope to see you all on the road this weekend.

saturday 30th august
shelley & bannister rd

sunday 31st august
kahuna & canning mills

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another grand tour is about to start this weekend so i am running another tipping comp.

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sunday 24th august - welshpool & mundaring & kalamunda

ride report by peter

as i stumbled out the door just before 7 i reflected on the fact that i was lucky to even be on the bike this morning. we went to the shops yesterday after the saturday ride and from about 11 onwards, ben was totally out of it. constant mournful crying and pretty much inconsolable for the rest of the day. by the time we got him to sleep that night it seemed like a very, very long day. i prepared my bike stuff as usual, the previous night, but i was aware that it would depend on how he woke up in the morning. he woke fine so i was off.

as i turned off my road and onto canning hwy, heading along was dr nick, so i rode alongside and had a chat. she was not heading out with us as there was mountain biking to do that arvo and it was her first love. i rode with her till douglas ave and turn off to meet the others. late as usual.

we had a good size group of about twenty and most were keen to tackle all the climbs today. the course was taking us back up welshpool road and around mundaring weir and darlington, before climbing back up kalamunda rd and on to coffee. all up there was four major climbs and about three or four bonus climbs.

we headed out along great eastern hwy and onto orong rd for a change of pace. it definitely has more traffic, but it is double lane and it was sunday morning, so more traffic really meant more than dead. pretty uneventful start to the day and i chatted with our new guy dr ronnie. he knows lorraine and she told him about the ride so he decided to come out with us. another dr and another cervelo to the group. the more the merrier. riders that is, not cervelos.

as we approached the base of the climb, everyone started to eye off young alistair after his exceptional climb last week. still resplendent in his dunlop sandshoes and toe clips, everyone was keen to see how they would rate against him. it would be interesting.

the hill started and the usual players were straight to the front. the pace didn’t start high and alistair led myself, brendan, stu, mike steve and ben up the hill. we were approaching another large group of mostly triathletes that we had seen up the road previously. they had already started to splinter on the climb and presented a number of targets for us to chase down.

the climb settled into it’s steepness and alistair attacked hard. i was on his wheel and decided not to go with him as expected him to die in the arse and we would pick him up later. brendan had other ideas and took off after him. i jumped on his wheel and took steve up with me. we caught alistair and i think brendan wanted to prove a point so attacked him almost straight away. i managed to hold his wheel, but only just and was beginning to struggle. not sure where everyone really was at this time as lack of blood to the relevant brain functions meant that the only signal out was push pedals and only signal in was pain now.

at some point stu and mike cruised effortlessly up the hill towing either steve or ben. they went past and overtook the group. unfortunately for me, they just kept going at this pace and left alistair, ben and i to fend ourselves, while brendan and steve latched onto the train.

as we slipped further and further behind, i tried to go again and managed to gap alistair but he always seemed to claw his way back on. we ended up riding together after the servo and tried to pull back any ground. my phone started to ring and i tried to answer it via and hands free, but the button didn’t work. after the family issues yesterday i was expecting it to be bad news, but it would have to wait till i reached the top.

as the hill started again ben just kept accelerating and started to gap alistair and i. another expletive erupted for the young lads mouth and i understood where he was coming from. after his efforts last week, we were all keen to attack him just to see how good he was. i sprinted around to get on bens wheel and we gapped alistair again. he clawed his way back again as the road evened out a bit. on the penultimate hill, we picked up steve who’d had enough of the pace men in front. as we crested the top and ran into the last little rollercoaster to start the final pinch, alistair attacked on the downhill.

tactically not the best spot as we all jumped on and were freewheeling behind him as it pushed hard to try to get away. as the road went up again, i attacked and ben also went off my wheel. we sprinted to the top and were soon joined by steve as alistair must have been a bit spent by that final effort. as we cruised down the final hill to the regroup point, i noticed that we were only about 100 metres from the front boys.

a quick check of the phone revealed all. a message from ryan earlier on saying he wasn’t coming and then the later call was from home. i rang to confirm the i was needed back asap. i waited till the rest of the group had arrived before reminding everyone of the route and seeing who knew their way through darlington. brett said he knew so that was good enough for me and i was off.

a quick run down welshpool and back the usual way which did seem a lot longer and harder when you are doing it yourself. family issues meant that i was needed on ben minding duties, so i packed his bag and headed up to kalamunda. we took the long way and came up kalamunda road to see if the group had made it that far yet. they had just began the climb as i came past, so would be up to coffee very soon. i sat with ben for a while before all the bikes came streaming in. i managed to catch up with everyone that made it to coffee as a few had turned of early, but spent most of the time chasing ben around as he wanted to climb the stairs. the he found the eiffel tower and started to climb that too. fun, fun, fun. as everyone headed off, we stopped the car on welshpool rd and managed to capture the group descending at speed on the camcorder. will post it once i drag it off the video.

so i was there for the start and the end-ish, but someone else will need to blog the middle section for me as i don’t know what went on.

saturday 23rd august - ridgehill rd

ride report by peter

another fine winters day was predicted today. not a cloud to be seen and heading for a top of 20 meant that there would be a freezing start to the day. the official temp said sub 4 degrees as i exited the nice warm house and i had lots of layers on as protection. i was a bit concerned as i approached the car park this morning as i thought another group must have been setting up as well. there were stacks of people all huddled together, but, on closer inspection, it looked like they were all riding with us. a quick estimate put the group at about 60 riders. a massive turn out for a winters day.

the route today also didn’t seem to scare people off. we were heading out to ridgehill rd at the base of the zig-zag in kalamunda before a return trip via guilford rd with (hopefully) a tailwind. we got off to a rough start as is usually the case with a group this big, and split at the first set of lights just near the carpark. we split again at the turn onto canning hwy (my fault for not seeing the lights change), and again further up great eastern hwy. we generally had to take it easy until we got out of the city to ensure the group stayed together.

i cruised up and down the pack a bit to make sure it was all going well and to get an idea of who was present today. mainly for two reasons. firstly, who was going to make my life hard on the climbs and secondly who i needed to keep an eye on when the pace picked up and they may not be able to cope too well.

i moved to the front again as we came through the back of rosehill golf course where there is a small roundabout that always causes navigation problems. it is a funny intersection and it is easy to take the wrong road so i moved up with mike to ensure we went the right way. unfortunately this meant that we stayed on the front for the next seven kms until the base of the main climb. as ryan had been hiding neatly in the pack, i was a bit worried how much pain he would cause me today.

as we turned the corner and started the climb, i looked back at the group and saw ryan, obvious in his bright red knicks, sitting way back with about 50 riders in front of him. great i thought, as the pack spreads out, it will be harder for him to get up the front. mike and i pushed ahead but not at a strong pace as most of the group was still sitting on our wheel. i then heard a yell from chris, i think, that a rider was coming up fast. sure enough ryan came barreling up the hill with hamish (barista boy) and hunter straight to the front.

we stepped up but were still pretty much all together at the first step in the hill. as it kicked up again, i came around ryan and stepped on the gas. everyone jumped to get on, but we pretty much made a break of three with ryan and hamish gapping the rest of them. a redline induced easing off meant that jerry, mike and hunter moved back onto our wheel as we approached the last pinch. mike made one last moved and split our group up again as we dragged ourselves up to the base of the zig-zag.

i stopped here to chase the last rider along as the rest of the group headed down the hill to the regroup point just before kalamunda rd. three of the docs were leaving us at that point as they were going to climb the zig-zag instead, so i bid them adieu. i chased lisa down the hill and gave her a draft back onto the group as they waited for starters orders. we had a bit of trouble getting back onto kalamunda rd but had regrouped by the time we hit roe hwy, less than a km away. it was important that we stuck together along this next stretch as it was back down to single lane and got a bit twisty.

finally back to guilford rd and across the bridge into bassenden signaled the beginning of the end. double lane all the way back to the coffee shop and the pace was on. i had drifted back at the lights to inform everyone that it was fast pace for the rest of the ride and now sat comfortably on last wheel. had a bit of a chat to hunter especially about the forks on his cervelo and whether he was going to replace them. we have quite a few cervelos in the group, so it was a hot topic on today’s ride.

the pace was quick, but no overly so as the group was slowed a few times by traffic lights. unfortunately, the set at tonkin hwy, changed a little to quickly and a group of around 6 of us got left behind. bugger. on the change we were off in pursuit but it would not be easy as just ahead the rolling hills of maylands started to split the group proper. we kind of rolled through on the flats, but as soon as the hill started, it was every man for himself and mike and i powered away with hunter. the group was a long way ahead and it was beginning to leave riders behind, like breadcrumbs as a trail for us to follow.

after a few hard turns and a couple of roll throughs, we saw them stuck up ahead at the lights and managed to catch them at the change. another set of lights at the east parade turn meant that most of the group would be together all the way to the end. we usually try to thin the ranks out a bit before the coffee shop as it gets quite congested, but today was going to be full.

no real attacks on the last hill near the police station in east perth and it wouldn’t have mattered as we hit the lights again and again before we got to riverside drive for the final sprint. i was sitting in on jens’ wheel and thought that he would give me a good lead out, but things started getting messy. chris was egging me on from behind and so i took off with way, way too far to go. i moved up around the aussie crates boys and came teo the front for a final effort. when my legs finally gave out there was still a couple of hundred metres to go and so boys started their sprint in earnest. all i saw was brendan and ryan heading up the road with a group in tow only to get stopped by the final set of lights. how very appropriate.

so a brew was on the cards and it was very crowded today as the bikeforce guys were still in attendance when we arrived. service was as expected with such a large group and we are still making moves to change coffee shops.

collie-donnybrook - stu's report

race report by stu

Registration for the annual Collie-Donnybrook was much the same as any other race, except that on this day it brought dread and excitement to bear at the unveiling of handicaps! Would all the preparation be wasted or would it stand in good stead? Whatever the case, 104km has to be ridden – it doesn’t just happen. Scan program; Where’s my name, where’s my name, ah, there it is in the 24min group. Wow, fantastic, great! – not many other names I know though, but at least it’s a big group – extra good! Painful memories of my only previous Collie-Donnybrook experience in 2006 in which my tiny group (19min) disintegrated barely into 104km of torture were washed away with anticipation of a good result this year. Further scan of the handicaps showed Pete at 14min - jees, he’ll be pissed’, and Ryan at 12min suggesting that we wouldn’t be seeing much of each other on the road that day.
Ahead of my bunch were the 33min and 28min groups. I had recognised a few names from South West Cycle Club (SWCC) and considered that a couple of them might have a winning chance if they could stay away.

As we waited at the start I made small comment to ‘coffee boy’ who looked withdrawn and a little flat (duh), and my comment went unresponded. My group’s start was un-awesome, we missed the first turn to head out of town and had to double-back – no idea what the marshal was doing. The pace for the first few kilometres was very Sunday strolling-like, despite my verbal harassment and gesticulations. Except for a few riders, there appeared to be a general lack of will to ride hard and take a chance to win. Disappointment and frustration so early in the race was not a good sign. However, the first significant hill just 7km out of town created a break by the only four riders of the group who had showed any willingness to work in the first stages. We soon formed an informal alliance, and rolled through toward Donnybrook in tight formation and shared workload, gaining good time ahead of our 24min remnant group. The only distractions along the way were dropping my first Carboshotz tube, eliciting a few tasty words (and the amusing thought that somebody in a following bunch might ride over it and squirt against adjacent rider – hoho – the things that amuse), and the panting and clunking from the No 83 rider/bike combination.

Exhortations to the group that our 24min handicap ‘must not be wasted’ and is a “chance of a lifetime” may (or not) have been a little dramatic, and may (or not) have had some effect on the group, but we had “jelled”! We were riding well and we certainly had a chance! We glimpsed a big group in front of us, about 8km from Donnybrook, and although we expected to catch them soon, it wasn’t until the turn-around at Donnybrook that we finally latched on. I don’t know what other groups thought about our big group’s lead margin as we crossed paths on the return journey out of Donnybrook, but the time gaps seemed pretty good to me! Unfortunately I couldn’t catch sight of Pete, Ryan or Brendan, so hoped they were going OK.

Within the newly formed big bunch, the predetermined informal plan of ‘see how we go when we catch the front markers’ brought back the frustrations of the first kilometres out of Collie. Few riders were willing to work, so once again it fell to the four of us, plus Craig Kimpton (nice work Craig) from SWCC and 1 or 2 others to push the pace along and avoid being caught by the back-markers. The generally flat terrain near Donnybrook meant that it was difficult to break away again from the bunch. Somehow, by thought osmosis, the ‘new plan’ to make a break on the hills out of Mumballup was broadcast to the strong and willing. If only somebody had broadcast to me that there was prize money and trophy on offer for the first rider returning to Mumballup. I think I just rolled around the corner in 2nd or 3rd wheel, without any idea of the lost opportunity. Damn.

Anyway, other opportunities presented themselves soon enough. Hills! I just rode nice and solid up the Mumballup hill at the front of the bunch, and before too long, one of the few remaining riders called out that there were only 6 of us – we were it! Woohoo!The six of us included the four original 24min breakways –me, Chris Roberts, Michael Martin and Tom Bakowski (#83) plus Mike Vanduijnhoven (aka Dutch Mike) and Tony Canzurlo from the 28min group. I knew Dutch Mike from my days in Bunbury and was pleased to see him there. Once again the group I was with worked strongly and evenly, although Dutch Mike looked like he was on his limit to stay in touch. Eventually Dutch Mike disappeared, and thoughts started to turn to how to win this thing!

I had no great confidence in winning a sprint to the line, despite that I felt strong and maybe looked stronger than the others appeared to be. Alternate options were necessary. I had noticed a small descent about 5km from Collie on the outward journey and had previously considered that it might be a possible place to try to make a break. However, as the hill approached, it looked small, and the prospect of time-trialling into Collie endeavouring to maintain a 10 second break were not appealling. We stayed together. A small bout of cramps with about 4km to go caused internal alarm. I had drunk plenty, and eaten plenty – hence my general lack of fatigue – but now this – I didn’t need it! A little rest at the back of the group and drink of water provided some relief, but I felt trepidation at recurrence under hard effort of sprinting, especially out of the saddle.

The new new plan was to ‘go’ at the tiny little ascent before the final left turn to the finish. If I could be first at the corner, get a good clear line around the corner – that presented as my best option, I thought. Well, I got it half right. I was first round the corner, and first for much of the final sprint to the finish, but was pipped right near the line, to finish a very close 4th.

On reflection, there are bitter / sweet thoughts. Perhaps I could have done better, but in reality, I just wasn’t good enough. I had scored a generous handicap, and without that ‘head start’ I would probably have never had the opportunity I had. All 3 placegetters ahead of me were ‘day licence’ riders, and there may be a good argument that such riders should not be given such generous handicaps – but in my situation, without them I would never have got as close as I got. We worked really well as a group, and that gave me lots of satisfaction. A good day in the saddle.

ride routes 23rd & 24th august

ride routes posted by peter

to counteract the ride from two weeks ago when i made everyone sprint into the headwind along nicholson rd, i am getting us to come home via guilford rd with (hopefully) a nice north-easterly tailwind. however, we will need to negotiate ridgehill rd first.

sunday we will tackle welshpool rd again and hopefully i can redeem myself against young alistair in his sandshoes, before we tackle mundaring weir and kalamunda rd. this week we will be doing all the climbs before coffee and if i start to wuss out i need someone to step up and call me a blouse to pressure me into completing the circuit.

embedding the maps is still playing up so you will have to click to view them.

saturday 23rd august
ridgehill road
http://www.mapmyride.com/ride/australia/perth/482888159

sunday 24th august
welshpool & mundaring & kalamunda
http://www.mapmyride.com/ride/australia/perth/629109743611

Cervelo Voluntary Recall - Dodgy Forks

For those who have not heard, cervelo has just announced this:

"Cervélo has identified a potential safety issue involving the Wolf SL fork. This fork is designed and manufactured by True Temper Sports of Memphis, Tennessee, using a blade shape supplied by Cervélo. All other aspects of the structural design, development and manufacture were done by True Temper Sports.

Under certain conditions, the fork steerer can crack and eventually break during normal use, which may cause the rider to lose control, fall and suffer potentially serious injuries. To date, there have been reports of injuries in the field resulting in minor abrasions and one broken wrist.Though the fork passes US and international standards, this particular problem was not uncovered during those standard tests and the fork only showed this weakness in the field, typically after being damaged.

After much work, we did develop a new test protocol that was able to replicate the same failure mode as seen in the field. If the fork steerer is damaged by impact (eg. by a crash, a fall from a roof rack, or another impact) then the damage may progress very quickly during use to complete separation.We have seen that incidence of failure on this fork is higher than on other forks, and there is a potential for injury upon failure.

True Temper Sports feels that the fork meets the industry standards and that the fork is therefore acceptable and no further action is required. Cervélo does not share this opinion and therefore, is proceeding with a recall of the True Temper designed and manufactured Wolf SL forks ourselves. True Temper Sports has declined to participate.

In order to conduct a recall one must be able to demonstrate that any replacement product does not display the same failure mode. We have demonstrated to the authorities that the forks we will use as a replacement - the 3T Funda Pro and the Easton EC90 SLX - pass all standard industry tests as well as the new Cervélo test that the True Temper Wolf SL fork fails.

We have obviously discontinued all use of the True Temper Wolf SL carbon bicycle fork. However, please note that this does not affect the Wolf CL and Wolf TT in any way, as both have a completely different structural design (and have passed the new Cervélo test protocol).

Although it is not usual for a third party to recall a product manufactured by another company, we feel it is a necessary step to take care of our customer, and we will proceed with the full recall at no cost to the dealer or consumer."

Update:

I rang Runners' World today to listen to their take on the situation. they said they were a bit dissatisfied with the process because you have to basically return your fork, then wait for the new one to be ordered/shipped, then you're on your way again. no such thing as preemptive ordering in advance unfortunately.

sunday 17th august - welshpool & observatory

ride report by peter

i knew i was going to be struggling today. after the collie-donnybrook yesterday and the late return home, it was always going to be hard to back it up. i was running a bit late again today and it was a family effort which delayed me. my sleeping in combined with ben’s early wake up combined with kate going back to sleep all meant that i didn’t turn up till a smidgen past seven. i had dressed appropriately for the cold start, but was concerned that i would be caught out later in the morning as we were headed for another beautiful day. i had double jerseyed again and also had leg warmers on. it was a brisk morning and i was happy with the extra layers.

i knew that ryan and stu would not be coming this morning as stu was probably staying done south after the race yesterday and ryan had a bucks night to go to as soon as he got home. i was hoping for not too much competition as i was not sure how i would cope with the climbs. brendan had turned up after yesterday race but he is training up for a pretty big race over east in a months time so is doing 1000 kms a week when he is on break. our sand-shoed friend from the saturday ride had turned up again, but i had not met him yesterday, so had no idea what to expect. there were a bunch of other regulars for a total of about 15 riders. brett was out for a change and i asked him how he got a leave pass. he said that jerry had left a message to his wife saying that he’d had a hard week so should be allowed out to play on sunday. she did not want to seem like and ogre so let him come and play. i think everyone is going to get jerry to leave some messages now.

the route today would be a looping affair with a trip up welshpool before climbing the harder side of the observatory, up mundaring weir rd to kalamunda, before heading down the zig-zag and back up kalamunda rd for coffee. that was the plan, anyway.

as we headed out, brendan remarked to me that he was so buggered after the race yesterday that he didn’t even bother to change his race wheels. he was on his tubular shod zipps and did not have any spares. if he got a flat today, he would have to ring the missus to come and pick him up. as we came along mill pt rd there was quite a bit of glass and brendan managed to collect a bit of it. he ran his gloves over the tyres and tried to shed as much as he could. we were hopeful he got it all. we picked up mike b as we headed out, so at least i knew who would be pushing on the climbs.

as we came through east vic park and were about to cross shep rd via hill view, brendan felt his front tyre going down. he took off down shep rd to try to get home before the tyre completely flattened. we continued onto welshpool rd and towards the hills. before we got to the welshpool/orrong rd intersection, we picked up holly who lives very close by. she watched us warily as we rode past before joining us as she had already joined the wrong group once this morning.

as we approached the base of the welshpool climb i was still unsure on who would be setting the pace today. the young lad with sand-shoes, alistair, headed to the front and had mike on his wheel. the young lad kept looking back to see who was going to go with him and a group of us were sucking onto mike’s wheel. mike was definitely feeling better than last week and soon came around alistair to up the pace. i was trying to hold wheel but my legs just didn’t want to play. i indicated for the guys behind me to come around as i was losing the wheel, but no-one did. i looked back and there was no-one behind me. i maintained my rhythm and tried to see if the guys would tire and allow me back on. we were passing lots of triathlon chicks on the hill as there were a few groups taking advantage of the nice weather.

i pushed on, marveling at the fact that this young guy was smashing us with just sneakers and toe clips on. i would hate to see him if he got some proper shoes and pedals. or i probably wouldn’t see him as he would be too far up the road in front of me.

anyway, closer to the servo, jerry and mark caught up to me so we pushed on together. we did a few turns but it was clear that we would not catch the two up the road. funnily enough the old man, mike, had put quite a bit of distance into the young lad, alistair. quite a bit by the top of the hill. we regrouped and headed towards the base of the observatory via glenisla rd. bit of an issue with quite a few gum-nuts scatted on the road during the fast descent near the sanitarium school, but no crashes luckily.

mike turned off to head home via lawnbrook as he had a previous engagement to attend, so i was left to deal with al on my own. mark went out hard for the first part of the climb but mainly to get to the top of the steep section as quickly as possible and we had all caught up by the top. as the gradient eased off i was not willing to attack but wanted to see just what al would do. i was on the front pacing up the hill and was happily to do that for a while as i was not pushing hard. al finally made his move and came around me to up the pace. i jumped on his wheel and sat in for the ride. we gapped the others quickly and pulled away from the pack. i thought i would test his legs out and as he backed off the pace i came around to stretch him. he sat on my wheel for a while but i eventually pushed him so that he dropped off. he clamboured back on so i attacked again and this time when i looked back he was looking behind himself to see if he could find another wheel. the rest of the pack was down around the corner so he made the decision to try to get back on. i was hurting by now and so had backed off the pace. he thanked me for letting him back on, but i said that i didn’t really have a choice. we continued up the rest of the climb together and waited for the rest of the group.

we took the descent down the observatory at a nice pace, always wary of that corner at the bottom which also had some broken glass on it this time. it was like there had been the national bottle breaking contest on during the week as there was glass everywhere. once we hit the bottom, there was a call to stop as dr mark had broken something on his bike. it turned out that he had thought that he had dropped his phone so had to stop to check. during that time, brendan called up to find out where we were. he had changed wheels and climbed up welshpool rd and was on glenisla waiting. i told him the direction we would be heading so he would reverse that and meet us along the road.

we headed down glenisla again avoiding the gum-nuts and headed towards mundaring weir rd. i had asked that everyone stay together as i wasn’t sure everyone knew the way but we would regroup at kalamunda. mark took off once we turned towards kalamunda and brendan, al and i started to chase hime down. my legs said no and i eased off and watched them head up the road. by the time we hit the second corner there was a clear split with brendan and al ahead of jerry and mark with dr mark and myself trailing behind.

a couple of corners later and i decided that i needed to make an effort. i said bye to dr mark and started chasing down jerry and mark as i could still see them up the road. it took a while and i picked up jerry before the false flat and he jumped on my wheel as i headed towards mark. i picked him up just on the corner before the flat and came around him. i put it in the big ring and ground out a plus 40 pace to the next pinch in the climb. i signaled for them to come around and i was done for this climb.

a regroup in the carpark and we had lost stuart a friend of brendans. he went searching and gave him a call but came up empty. we were concerned that he had turned right instead of left and was now heading towards the weir. we tried, so not much more we could do. he was a big boy after all.

a brief discussion and all in favour of missing the final climb and heading to the coffee shop say i. “i” was the call, with my legs being the loudest voice as they were screaming. the race yesterday had not been kind to me.

during coffee, stuart rang brendan to say that he had turned up lawnbrook and had to head home anyway, so he was fine. we broke bread as is the tradition on a sunday and enjoyed a coffee in the nicer weather. i should have taken this time to take off my leg warmers, but as we were sitting in the shade, i wasn’t reminded too.

we headed off and down the hill through lesmurdie with little incident. a smidgen under 75 km/hr for me on the descent, but the time trial along the flat took a lot out of me and i had to ease off. clare had joined us at the coffee shop after missing the start and was on the descent with us now. as she and holly lived just off welshpool rd they turned off early and would miss any of the sprints.

there was a big acceleration along welshpool, but i was not able to go with it, so not sure what really happened. i was happy to be still riding. the final sprint along berwick saw brendan unintentionally leading out as he needed to turn off just after the last rise, but couldn’t get out due to traffic. he just shrugged it off and kept pushing the leadout. i was biding my time and waiting to see who would go and when. it was getting later and later but then jerry started his move so i came out to jump on his wheel. i cut brett off by doing so, but apologised afterwards for doing so. jerry wound up but i managed to come past him as we approached macdonalds. shame i had no reason to sprint yesterday.

so a good ride if not a tad abbreviated due to lack of legs on my behalf. sorry to anyone who wanted to do that last climb, but the option was still open to do it if you wanted. coffee seemed like a much better option at the time.

saturday 16th august - collie-donnybrook

race report by peter

the collie-donnybrook is another of those races that always sits high in the calendar of the perth race community. i think the main reason is similar to the menzies-kalgoorlie race – money. when the first prize for a race is counted in the thousands of dollars rather than the hundreds and there is a chance that anyone from a, b, c or d grade can win it, people all think that that have a shot at it. hence the 103 entrants to this event.

as the name suggests, this race heads from collie to donnybrook. however, as the name doesn’t suggest, it then returns the way it came for a total of 104kms. the reason this race is open to anyone to win is that it is a handicap race. a bit different to menzies where it was a graded handicap (i.e. a, b, c & d all set off at different times) this was a more spread field. basically you just entered and the handicapper looked at your previous results and gave you as much a headstart as he thought you needed. this varied from olympic track gold medalist peter dawson starting from scratch (no headstart) through to some of the girls getting a 33 min headstart. all up there were 13 starting groups

we didn’t know what group we would be in until we signed in and it is always a point of contention as to where people are placed. ryan was an unknown last year and was given a 25min handicap. that group went on to win the overall, but a flat tyre cost ryan any chance of victory. after his string of second place results this season there is no way that he would get that advantage again.

so after the menzies experience, i was still a bit dubious of doing a handicap event. but, as most things this season, it has been a learning experience and i thought i would have a crack at it just for the experience. the one thing i did learn at menzies is how easy it was for me to dehydrate and what a dramatic effect that it could have on my race. just like the pinjarra race, i started drinking the day before to make sure i was hydrated. with the race being on a saturday, i didn’t have the usual saturday afternoon to check over the bike to make sure it was all ticking along. i had stripped it down for the pinjarra race two weeks earlier, and was hoping it would still be fine. the race also started at 12:30 which is very unlike most other races i had done. this meant that i didn’t have to get up too early for the 2 ¼ hour trip down south, but meant that i would be late home even if i left straight away. but i am getting ahead of myself again.

ryan and stu had been convinced to enter this event with me, as the rest of the race crew were washing their blouses… again. the weather report said “bloody beautiful mate” as it was going to be a very pleasant 20 degrees but there would be a slight headwind home. i set off fairly early as i wanted to get a good park and set up the trainer to warm-up on. after leaving the servo i noticed that my speedo in the car read 66,666. was this a good omen as it is one of those speedo multiples that you secretly celebrate, or a bad omen as it seems like a multiple of the beast. only time would tell. i made better time than expected and turned up almost 2 hours before race time. that was even with at least two unscheduled stops for a nature break. between this and the pinjarra race, i think i have marked my territory along most of the south west highway.

so, i signed in and had a look at the start list for my handicap. 14 mins. not particularly good for me as i knew these groups would be overhauled by the a graders following behind. ryan was off 12 mins and brendan was going from 10 min. i scanned the field for stu’s name and was slightly confused. there was a stuart in the group with ryan, but not the right surname (similar though, so i thought they had stuffed up). but then i saw it way down in the 24 min handicap. here is a guy that finished exactly the same time as me in the pinjarra race, and he has a 10 min head start on me. he even had a couple of minutes on some of the female riders. no idea how that happened, but he needed to take advantage of the situation and try to get a win.

i had a bit of a wander around some shops in collie as i had already finished one water bottle and also needed some panadol to ease the persistent headache i woke up with. soon, however, it was getting close enough to think about a warm-up so i dug out the trainer and got kitted up. between getting up and starting the race a total of 6 toilet stops meant that i should have been pretty well hydrated. i would now need something else to blame if my race went balls up.

ever on time (not) ryan turned up with just enough time to roll up the street and back as a warm-up. i was already getting ready to line up and this guy was asking if we were in the 14 min group. i was, so he introduced himself (can’t remember now) and said how he wanted to work the group. we only had five riders off 14 min as one hadn’t turned up so i was a bit dubious of wanting to work too hard. ryan and i were looking at this guys bike. cervelo slc-sl with a lightweight rear wheel and zero-g brakes. we were sure it was well and truly under the uci weight limit so i will refer to this guy as weight-weenie. next thing we know we were off.

the pace was not too hard, but we were definitely pushing it. as we hit the rolling hills out of collie there were signs of struggling in the group. at about the 5km mark we lost our first rider. big tall guy with a grey farm frites jersey on who would feature later in my race. we will call him farm-guy. i should really learn some of these guys names as i have seen this guy in many races this year.

after the 10 km mark we had lost our second rider and were now down to three. i was trying to work out weight-weenies strategy as we still had over 90 kms to go and i was sure that i would not be holding this pace. by 15 kms we caught the 16 min group and picked up three riders as we blasted past. it was all “downhill” from here to donnybrook but we had a crosswind as soon as we turned the corner. this made the roll through difficult.

we continued smashing it along the road and any debris from the earlier groups we came across could not jump on board. weight-weenie even said to us that we should smash past them to make it hard for them to get on our wheel. i didn’t understand this as the more we had the faster we could go. as we kept pushing hard we managed to drop couple more from our little group. at one stage we had only four riders and weight-weenie kept pushing on. i didn’t want to seem like i was holding up the group, so i kept working as best i could, but was really starting to feel the effects of the pace. we picked up another group and this time a couple of guys managed to jump on. about 5 kms from donnybrook, there was a small rise that i got gapped on. i didn’t bother chasing and sat up to recover.

after doing so much work, i was so buggered that i was sure that my race was over. i dreaded the plus 50 km ride home by myself and was kicking myself for the decision to even racing another handicap. i just hated the pace from the start. it was over 100 km of racing and why the hell did weight-weenie think that we would not get caught.

i cruised along the road and looked back to see when i would get caught. there was no-one there for a while so i tried to take advantage of it and get some fluids and food down. next thing i know i see quite a big group coming around the corner. it looked to be at least 15 or so riders and i could see ryan’s spr jersey flash to the front occasionally. as they approached i got up and sprinted to make sure i didn’t get left behind. it was clear the ryan’s 12 min group had been caught my brendan’s 10 min group and they had picked up almost all the rider debris that litter the road in between.

i jumped into the group and realised that it had already split into the have’s and have not’s. there were a group of riders that were still rolling through and working and a group that was just sitting on. i moved to the back to become another passenger. we past stu and his group coming back from donnybrook and it looked like they had quite a strong group working hard together. their gap was quite good too, so i thought that there was a chance that they would not get caught.

as we came into donnybrook i was chatting to young ben who was in our small group of five that had to chase to get back on to the group at the last race in pinjarra. he was picked up when we caught the group at the 15 km mark, but had not held on but was picked up by this chase group. he mentioned that he had run out of water as his parents were meant to hand him another one along the way. i got him to open his bottle and i squirted some water of mine into his bottle. whether i would regret this later i would have to find out.

we turned at donnybrook and i was content to sit in for the rest of this race. as we came up the rise out of town, the scratch bunch was coming the other way. it was clear that pretty much the rest of the groups, from the 8 min down to scratch, were all together and pushing hard.

as we raced along the flats i noticed that farm-guy was in this group. he was talking it up a lot and barking orders to people, but not really doing anything. he would come up alongside the group and let us all know how far behind the scratch group was. like it mattered as he was not really doing anything to stop it from happening. i noticed that coffee-boy was also in this group as he started with brendan today. however, he was back with me and looked to be suffering a bit.

pretty soon the scratch group was upon us and they started to move past to get to the front. as the group was already quite big, the scratch men were moving up on the wrong side of the road. as the wind was coming across our left shoulders, it was continuing to push us to that side anyway. there were a few moments of mad scramble when the call of “car” rang out and the group had to merge back into the correct lane. the commasaire had insisted that people would be disqualified if they were caught crossing the centre line, but i didn’t expect anything to happen.

the pace increased and a few little surges made it difficult for me at the back as i couldn’t get good protection from the wind. i looked up the road and it seemed that weight-weenie was still out in front. good on him, but i didn’t think i wanted to be in his position once that hills came again. a couple of the other guys that were picked up initially by our 14 min group also came back through the pack as they were swept up.

the dreaded corner finally came and i knew what was going to happen next. the road started to point upwards and my legs did not want to play. a combination of minor cramping and just damn tired from the initial effort meant that i now watched the group disappear up the road. i wasn’t the only one though and the pack basically spread itself wide and far along the climb.

it was now just a matter for survival and i had 20 kms to get through before i got home. i was not racing it anymore and i knew that i could get home ok as long as i paced myself. farm-guy fell back through the group and he managed to jump on my wheel for a bit. the next climb saw him off as another guy and i climbed on ahead. he eventually dropped me too, but the whole “pick up a rider and drop another” continued pretty much the rest of the way home. i managed to pass a couple of plan b and atomic brooks guys as well as they had spent themselves in the scratch group. there was a lot of rider debris left on the road.

towards the end of the race, i was pretty much on my own. as i came down the last few hills, i looked back and saw another rider chasing me down. as they flew past i noticed it was farm-guy again. he was chasing hard on the downhill’s and managed to pass me at speed. as the road rolled up again, he slowed down and i came around him so he settled in on my wheel. as we came into collie, another guy had managed to get on and came around for a turn. farm-guy jumped on his wheel and just sat there like he was saving himself for the sprint. we took the final turn towards the line and i was sure that farm-guy was going to sprint to 80th place (or whatever we were). sure enough, up out of the saddle and across the line he went. congratulations. i just rolled across the line and went to find ryan and stu.

it turns out that stu’s group did not get caught and he managed to take out 4th for the day. claimed himself more money than ryan’s second place at pinjarra just to rub it in. ryan and brendan stayed with the scratchmen all the way to the end and managed to sprint it out for whatever place they came. hopefully all three of the guys can write up a few lines on their perspective of the race, as it was very different to mine.

so my second handicap event comes to a close, but at least i finished this one. i still don’t like the format and would rather be doing a normal scratch race. not many races left in the year, but the next one should be interesting. it is a grand fondo cyclo-sportif event. basically this is run more like a road race than a normal cyclo-sportif event, so teams do not have to stick together. i think it is a good opportunity for any of the south perth guys out there that want to give racing a go to jump on board. if you are interested and want some more info on when, where and how much, drop me an e-mail.

saturday 16th august - river ride

So, Pete asked me if I'd look after the flock as he was away racing. Wasn't really sure but
since impending doom (aka fatherhood) had already meant I was missing the Collie -
Donnybrook I figured what the hell.

Another beautiful if a little cool start to the day meant a reasonable turnout.Nice to see the Barista boys joining us, meaning a little added heat to the ride, particularly with the absence of the young Mr Fynn.

So pleasantries over and done with we headed off on the intended route, a lap of the river with the added bonus of a trip via mosman park. A little more challenging than the usual trip down the coast.

A nice quick start with the headwind, along by Kings Park I asked James how quick we were going and 38km/h was the response. Whoops! It seems this early pace was hurting a couple of our less strong riders. The roadworks behind UWA meant a little rest at the temporary lights. Soon however young Lisa was suffering and without Ryan to offer his special kind of assistance Lisa was happy for us to leave her and with the group not waiting up I chased to get back on. Mr DH this morning met us at the end of our run through Dalkieth, nice Range Rover mate perhaps in your next life you'll develop some patience. At least it was over and done with early in the ride.

So a brief regroup along the highway before we turned back along the river and since I hate the nasty climb behind the bowls club I hit the front in order to minimise my losses. The carnage after this climb was pretty bad with riders spread all down the road. A brief regroup at the water tower and off we headed towards Freo.

So at about this point I started thinking about the sprint along the Attadale foreshore. With no Ryan I figured I had a fair chance however Poulidor having joined the group was conspicuase by his absence. Jerard had been doing a Ryan and hiding down the back of the bunch.

Anyway we hit Freo and headed for Pt Walter at a steady pace pushing back into the breeze. I was happy to have done my share earlier and save my legs a little.

Things got split up pretty quickly along Attadale and the pace at the front was being maintained by a few of the suicidal gang. Six or eight or so were swapping off turns, I hung back at about 8th wheel looking to hit things hard with a couple of hundred metres to go. Things worked out ok and I managed to gap the bunch and stay away.

Another quick regroup but we had dropped a few by a fair margin, the usual end of ride mania meant we weren't waiting for them. We kept rolling back up the Canning Hwy headed for coffee and breakfast and the pace was held at a consistent effort. Interestingly there were a couple of breaks off the front but with the head wind these guys were just testing themselves. The group was well together once we hit the Causeway and things started heating up. I was again hoping to get amongst it in the coffee sprint and new that this time Poulidor would not be hiding. It seems our banter from earlier meant that he was also watching me. We were both smart enough to avoid the front and with the Barista boys helping to keep the pace up this was easily done.

With a couple of hundred to go Jerard launched, I was caught behind a couple of wheels and had to wind things up a little too late to catch him. I was happy that I was able to close the gap if not catch him. So a good solid ride for me playing the sheep dog role and getting amongst it for the first time in a while. Happy to be feeling good again on the bike and use my brain to focus on and achieve some positive outcomes.

Good to see Mr Bonner out with us after his hiatus, if only we could all have two trips to europe per annum. And who was the young fella with toe clips? Props to you young man.

Coffee was fine, I have to recommend the bacon and eggs on toast, don't know why more people don't have a feed after the ride.

A bit of the usual bike talk after the ride but mainly James and I were tied up discussing the impending end of our cycling lives due to rapidly approaching fatherhood for us both.

Finally something to ponder; Did Jerard order his Cervelo S3, will he go for the Super Record? If so what wheels will he get to go on the new steed? For all this and more turn up next week and ask him yourself.

ride routes 16th & 17th august

ryan, stu and myself will be down at collie this saturday for a leisurely 104 km handicap event to donnybrook and back. should be a fun day. as for the rest of you, i am sending you around the river.

sprint points are at the climb past the mosman park bowling green with a regroup under the water tower further up the hill and around the corner. again on burke drive along attadale with a regroup before you get back on the hwy for the run home.

make sure someone looks after jens as he still doesn't know his way around perth. stick together and generally look after one another.

sunday will be a fun day too. we are keeping it tight and looping around the same area. a strong will is necessary to pass the coffee shop and head down the zig-zag, but i am assuming peer pressure will keep the group together again.

sorry, the orginal post had the maps that were wrong. i thought they were fixed.

saturday 16th august
river ride
http://www.mapmyride.com/ride/australia/perth/505052704

sunday 17th august
welshpool & observatory & kalamunda
http://www.mapmyride.com/ride/australia/perth/404541584

second hand bike

there is another guy at work who is looking for a bike. this time he is looking to buy as an upgrade from his old steel framed ironhorse brand bike. he is 6' 3" but has a shorter torso so would probably be looking at a 56cm frame. he has a budget of around $1,500 and would like something with a carbon frame. i said that may not happen, but we will see what is out there. anyone with an old giant or such that has not been touched since they upgraded recently and would like to make some room in the shed, let me know.

southperthrouleurs@hotmail.com

sunday 10th august - carradine & canning dam

ride report by peter

another fine day was predicted but only if you were looking at the temperature alone. the wind was similar to saturday and was cutting through you to drop the temperature another 5 degrees. the act of riding into the head wind probably dropped it another couple just to make it freezing. so even though the overnight temp was a very pleasant 9 deg we were all waiting for the sun to come out properly to counteract the wind chill.

so, we had around twenty riders on the line this morning and a few were discussing a change to the route as i was turning up a bit late. the course today was a long one but not necessarily hard as there was a lot more riding in between climbs. most of the climbs were not too difficult either. not by the standard of other rides we do. or by the standard that dr melvyn described last week. however, late though i was, i arrived with loads of time to quash any rebellious thoughts of changing the route.

we would be taking the hard slog down albany hwy into a harsh, cold, strong crosswind coming down from the scarp. a quick heart starter up carawatha would thaw out the bones before another ascent up carradine. we would then cross over to albany hwy and tackle the last part of it’s ascent, regrouping at the turn off to canning dam. a nice cruise along past the dam before a final assault out of the valley back to karagulen servo. the normal way back to the coffee shop via mundaring weir rd would follow. that was the plan.

we headed out into the fray and copped the breeze right into our faces. by the time we hit albany hwy the wind had picked up significantly. ryan was again sitting pretty at the back of he pack keeping out of the wind. this is how he always ends up with nice fresh legs for the climbs and the sprints.

anyway, the fresh morning, combined with a hydration regime the night before put extra pressure on me for the first few kms of the ride. i had to duck off in the bushes along the way to relive some unwanted pressure (and about a kilo of weight). as the day progressed, i was not the only one as there were multiple “nature breaks” along the way. a quick sprint into the wind to catch up and i was all warmed up.

as we past by gosnells, we managed to pick up a couple of chicks. i’m sure that they were enticed by the tight lycra and rippling leg muscles, and i am quite sure that ryan probably thought that they were drawn to his charismatic aura. however, holly and claire read the blog and knew where we were headed, so decided to join in to get a bit of hills work. unlike the other type of chicks you may pick up in gosnells, these were actually cyclists.

the first climb of the day was soon upon us and we started climbing the lower section of carawatha. this is where is sits about 7% or so and james pushed hard and put a bit of a gap in us. once we hit the small plateau in between the inclines, heiko came around me and headed up the road. since he had not done this hill before, he wondered why we were taking it so easy. as we came around the corner realisation dawned on him like a dodgy curry at 3am in the morning. ahhh, shit. as we started the final climb at 14 or 15% heiko started dropping back through the riders that had been conserving their energy. ryan, stu, brendan and a couple of others caught and past me on the hill, but we all eventually made it to the top.

after a quick watering of the gardens from some, we where off down to carradine. i didn’t realise that they had been doing road works on the other side of the climb and the surface was not the best when combined with the cross wind. all safely down we grouped together to start the climb.

we stayed in quite a bit group for a while and there was probably about 8 or so riders tucked in behind. the wind was coming down the valley towards us so it was a hard slog for whoever was at the front. after a bit i thought that i would see if i could dislodge a few hangers on, and pushed hard. it wasn’t an attack as i came past ryan close enough for him to grab my wheel, as i thought that i will need some help later on.

the group stretched and split as the pace increased and soon there were only four of us up the road. after i did a decent turn at the front, ryan took off again and i couldn’t keep up. stu and brendan managed to get on, but i looked back to see no-one else on the road. taking a leaf out of thomas voeckler’s book from the 2006 tour, i just kept a consistent pace and managed to get back on the back.

on the next rise, ryan took off again and this time brendan was done. lots of km’s of training were taking their toll and he didn’t have the legs to go with us. i managed to claw my way back on with stu in tow as we approached the final section of road. ryan upped the pace again, and it was all too much for me, but i was happy to let him and stu fight it out for line honours as long as i kept ahead of brendan.

after another nature break, there was an opportunity for a short cut if people wanted but peer pressure kept everyone in line. i basically said that i give the people a choice (democracy) , but let them know that they are a bunch of wusses if they take the shortcut (dictatorship). like anyone really has a choice. exercising their right to a choice, brett and anna turned off to head down albany hwy while the rest of us headed further up the hill.

the climb is not too difficult and the group was managing to stay together well. dr melvyn was setting the pace early on before ryan got impatient and came around for a turn. after a bit he got even more impatient and shot off the front. it was all on and stu, brendan and i managed to latch on behind him. we swapped off turns for a while over the rolling hills and managed to put quite a bit of distance in to the rest of the group. by the time we reached the turn off for canning dam, the road behind us was empty as far as we could see.

the riders rolled up in little packs and claire managed to hold onto the second group. she is climbing well considering the issues that she has had with her back recently.

another toilet stop and we were off towards canning dam. there were a few rolling hills and one bonus climb that split everyone up. ryan and i were just discussing climbing techniques and how i preferred to climb standing while he is trying to sit more. next thing we know we had gapped the rest of the field. we slowed a bit and said that we would wait at the bottom of the descent into the dam. the wind luckily didn’t cause too many problems and we had a nice descent clocking up over 70km/h. the road surface past the dam is usually shocking but it looks like they were halfway through resurfacing it. it wasn’t perfect, but to me it looked like they were preparing to put a hot-mix top coat on it. that would make this route a lot more pleasurable.

an orange ford focus past us about three times on that road. not sure if they just got their licence or thought that they were a rally driver, but he just kept popping up all the time.

a regroup at the little bridge and we lost a few more riders. the girls and mike decided to call it a day and headed down brookton hwy as the rest of us climbed up via gardiner. it was a nice climb and we took it fairly easy for the first section. ryan hadn’t done this one before so asked me how long it was. quite long I said, just so he wouldn’t take off on me just yet. it started to steepen up but I managed to hang on to ryan and stu while the others fell back. as we turned at the fork in the road, i was spent and had to let them go. i paced myself up the rest of the hill until jerry and james caught up to me and rode the rest of the way with them.
we regrouped at the karragullen servo where a couple of people had to refresh supplies. it was a long ride and energy levels were low. we were soon off and heading for pickering brook. james and i set the pace from the gun and kept it up until that first hill. we didn’t push too hard but some people felt the strain and dropped off early. once we hit the rolling hills ryan took off up the road with stu not far behind. the rest of us just seemed content to ride the hill at pace without straining too much. once we hit the false flat, we noticed that ryan and co was not too far ahead so we upped it a bit to try to catch them. they stayed away, and i was pretty much done by then anyway.

after a regroup, dr mark decided to call it a day due to family commitments, and was heading straight home. the other mark was going to go with him, but peer pressure forced him to stick with us for one last climb up mundaring weir road. heiko didn’t know where we were so i was reluctant to leave him behind so a stuck with him over the rolling hills through bickley valley. by the time we reached mundaring weir road, the other guys were too far ahead to warrant a chase from me. i left it in the big ring and rode a 53 x 14 to the top while staying in the saddle. my cadence was under 40 rpm for the majority of the climb, but my knees actually felt ok.

we rolled into the coffee shop and sat for a well deserved rest. as it was a longer ride, we turned up quite late and were expecting a bad service day. fortunately for us, the cold wind must have kept the punters away and we were served promptly. bruce made an appearance on the sunday ride, but only in civvies as he was meeting his brother for brunch. we said that he should at least been wearing his spr vest to show his support.

coffee’s sculled, as mark still needed to get home and james was on the phone explaining why he was late. we headed down welshpool road with mostly a tailwind, but a few swirls on the descent made for some interesting times. stu apparently had the speed wobbles again and reckons that his heart rate download pinpoints the exact moment he thought he would die.

the tailwind continued to push us home and it gave us a good run. dr melvyn made his early charge as usual and set off the boys a little too early and we were soon spread along the road. the lights at leach hwy soon got us back together and we headed along the last stretch of welshpool rd. the call went out to box ryan in and we had him set on the inside second wheel. dr melvyn went again, and we thought we were safe to let him go, but ryan had been tricky and slowed down to manage to slip out the back. soon everyone was sprinting up the road again.

the final run along berwick rd had ryan doing his usual tricks. slowing down to force others to come to the front so that he can conserve himself for the final sprint. i told him that it will make him stronger if he does all the work and then still contests the sprint, but he wants the easy gold medal. i ended up on the front for the final stretch but managed to get a bit of a jump at the last set of lights to gap the field. by the time i was on the descent, ryan had bridged to my wheel so i just coasted to try to recover. as we paced along the flat, he jumped and i could not hold his wheel. so had to settle for second. or i would have until brendan also past me before the macdonalds drive thru point.

so, over 100 kms by the time i got home and 5 main climbs “conquered”. hopefully this puts me in good stead for collie-donnybrook this coming saturday, but i think it will all come down to who i get in my handicap group. we have three of the team entered with ryan and stu also heading down to play. ryan was in a good position to win last year until a flat with no spares played heed to his grand plans. hopefully this year, team spr can come away with… something. aim for mediocre, and there are less chances of getting disappointed.

saturday 9th august - sth lake

ride report by peter

so a good turn out this morning with over thirty riders ready to go. i was running a bit late so turned up to find a sea of green awaiting departure instructions. it is good to see and makes me feel good about this group. there are still quite a few riders without out new kit as we have picked up a few more since we did the initial order. hopefully we can get them all kitted out at the end of the year.

anyway, it was a crisp morning and even though the official temp said around 8 degrees, the wind made it feel much colder. when you were standing still (like at the lights) it hardly felt like any wind at all. however, once you were moving, it felt like it was a headwind. the official website said that it was 13 km/h easterlies, but gusting to above 30km/h. we must have had the gusts all morning.

with the cooler mornings i used to just put a wind jacket on. with the new kit i now don’t want to cover it up and have started experimenting. this morning i had on two jerseys and it worked a treat. brendan rocked up in his aussie crates sponsored kit and they provided him with a fully sponsored wind jacket too. it might be something that we look at in the next order.

the course today was one that we experimented with about a month and a half ago. it went down canning rd and onto nth lake rd all the way to berrigan drive. last time we crossed the freeway on armadale rd and it was very busy and not a very wide road. after that we would head home via nicholson rd and albany hwy.

i introduced heiko, our german vacation student, to the rest of the group and talked him up so everyone thinks he is a young jens voigt.

the roll out was pleasant enough. nice easy pace all the way down canning hwy. i was playing sheep-dog again and would roam from the front to the back occasionally to bark and sniff butts and nip at heels or whatever it is that sheep dogs do. we turned down nth lake rd and kept a very easy pace. i managed to find myself on the front again so that we could turn at the right spot. this time we were turning early onto berrigan drive and it was a corner that could creep up on you.

as we turned to cross over the freeway, the wind was fair howling into our faces. when we stopped at a set of lights, it seemed to be hardly a breeze at all. a very confusing and strength sapping day. we turned again and i began to doubt we were on the right road. the map had said turn right onto mason rd but the street sign said we had just turned onto jandakot rd. i had checked the satellite view earlier and i knew that we turned at the roundabout next to the shops and we seemed to be heading the right way. it was going to be a wait and see.

a bunch of guys all did turns on the front to ease the load in the wind, and pretty soon we came to the end of the road and turned onto warton rd. we were on the right road after all, just google maps had named it wrong.

the wind had not abated and we were now coping it as a head cross, which makes it harder to hide from. a few kilometres more and we turned onto nicholson, but the road hadn’t become double lane yet. this meant that we had to stay close to the edge and couldn’t hide offset from the rider in front to avoid the wind. i dropped back to find a number of riders struggling to hold on and a few of us drafted them back to the group.

we managed to catch up just as the group was about to be released by the traffic lights near livingston marketplace (home of livingston optical, for all your optical needs). this marked the start of the sprint section and i was trying to keep the group together before that point.

as the fast boys took off, nick came back through the group sporting a flat rear tyre. carl had commented to me earlier that both nick and himself had forgotten to bring any spares today. fate was teaching nick a lesson. i started slowing down but was in two minds as the group was racing up the road. they were too far gone to pull back now, but i needed to make sure that the didn’t take the wrong turn. luckily i saw chris dropping back to help him, so i pushed on ahead.

i was now stuck in no-mans land. the main group was up the road and around me riders were struggling to fight into the wind. i helped bec get back onto carls wheel and moved on up the road. there was a small group of about 3 or 4 riders off the back of the main group and i managed to bridge across to them. i came around the front to do a turn and pretty soon it was only rod and myself left from that group. we swapped off turns a few times, but could not make any ground on the main bunch.

we picked up a few more riders as we came closer to the finishing roundabout, but then the front guys anti-navigational skills saved us again. not sure who was leading, but nicholson road actually turns to the left at the roundabout and the guys kept going straight. the rest of us turned the corner and we could see them looking back to see which way we were going, before back-tracking themselves.

once they caught up to us, i had to really settle the group down to make sure some of the back-markers managed to rejoin the group. the field was spread pretty thin due to the wind and i know we lost quite a few. unfortunate route selection on my behalf today and we would have been better off doing benara rd instead. oh, well. whatever doesn’t kill you will make you... weak as a baby crying for your mamma. and later hopefully make you stronger.

as we cruised along the remainder of nicholson road, we didn’t actually see that many more riders coming up the road. not sure what happened, but sorry if you didn’t make it back on. we kept the pace to a minimum and i though about stopping, but by then we were on albany hwy going past the carousel shopping centre where there were cars everywhere and not much room for us to pull over. we pushed on ahead, but i made sure the pace wasn’t too high.

when we hit the albany hwy shep rd intersection it was all on to the end. dr melvyn made one of his trademark attacks from too far out and a bunch of people made their intentions clear, by taking off as well. the next set of traffic lights paid heed to their early move.

i was content to sit in a while and wait for the last hill before launching, so that if i made it, i could recover on the descent. a further surge went and everyone was moving around a lot, trying to be near the front. as we had swung around, we now had a tailwind into the finish and the guys were not as reluctant to be on the front.

just as we crossed an intersection where the lights were changing, i attacked and managed to get a bit of a gap. ben had sat on my wheel and was holding fast as we approached the next set of lights. everyone may have eased up a bit thinking that the lights would hold me up, but luckily they changed quickly so i took off again. i managed to get over the last hill in front, but now had ryan and brendon baring down on me. i recovered on the descent, but they kept pushing on and started pulling away. the traffic lights meant that we were soon back together as one group, although some of the guys slid up the side of the cars which is a no, no.

as we crossed the causeway, it seemed that brendan was doing most of the work and no-one was coming around to help. ryan had resumed his position a little way back to avoid the wind and get ready for the sprint while jerry assumed his normal position on ryan’s wheel. as we turned onto riverside drive, john took off like a shot. “too early” i cried out to the group as there is still over 2 kms to go before the finish. some of the guys didn’t listen and headed up the road only to be overtaken with john less than halfway down the drive. ryan eventually went and took jerry with him. i tried to latch on, but the earlier effort had sapped me and my quads didn’t like what i was doing to them. i had to let them go and roll into the coffee shop a broken rider.

ryan took out line honours, with jerry bridesmaid again. i wasn’t stopping for coffee, so am unsure how the backmarkers faired on the way home. heiko, held his own well today and showed some glimpses of jens voigt with some strong riding. i think he will do ok.

i was off to take the young lad out on the bike and managed to make it up mounts street with him on board, but was a quivering mess by the time i reached the top. next week the collie-donnybrook race is on the saturday, so i will miss the morning ride, but will try to give you a good course with a tailwind the whole way around.