amy's run

withering temperatures expected the fleece assembled sans the usual trouble with getting sorted prior to an event, and then the bickering began. why are we snubbing the ride jerseys? are you the proxy ghost? whose that tall kidd? when are you going to get real wheels? feel the weight of this rim? are you packing heat again? only real riders run the the ton? Ziggy pulls in and wondererd if in fact any team orders where inplace, and discovered that this is true to form. Gunner nochelant! swift to decide the ton is his sights, syd rang to say he's on his way in. Kabana Kidd packing above his weight. Eyes potential 'lotto' winnings. Harley settling into the 60 with special K and Ziggy aka david bowie aka davey jones. Depot sign in then exit stage left. Junior intros. G'lover had 'nothing' to do that morning. note Red head on the corner of the motorway! Trippo and Doc excitable as always. Skip reels in the team intent on riding harley over the line with support. Two gouppos, the silly season and the yule tide. There were some announcements on the blower and then count down. Away buzzed the kidd cluster, with doc, trippo, gunner, junior, syd 'til the monster, and young gun lotto ready to silence the critics or the inquisitive. The dust settled the road fills with excitable designs then tapps clamps down the process. J'lotto or cadel or the youngest schleck, takes his calls, takes care of business, drops off the gang, sidles past the autobus and is off chasing down his inquisitors orbea churning. his story is in another chapter. The bus gathered momentum and harley made the grade without a break, that is super news for the big boy now he has ticked off a grade, he will go hunting for more to add to the resume. The devil came down to tangle with harley but skipper played cool hand and kept the pace for the team. Ziggy has road sense and technique honed in years of bunch sprints and comps. his road awarenes and placemnt is a skill set we can look to. Special K is a solid rider and wasnt really trouble with the leg. and when urged to climb the monster was quick to 'no way josé! well not today but i just think another day this girl will answerthe call of the wild. The wind tried to bust aprt the pack on the long march to willunga, it came cloes but as the feed station reared then grouppo bus made the same time. Ziggy turned down the offer, harley was sure that its not for him, yet and skip hurtled the road discovered hunting sprockets— a bit of road side tweaking and he set off in the chase down of the leaders. no chance. a shorter 20k loop down pennys bustin 45 wind assisted solo action. meet the ziggy lead pace line resting in the shade. syd had joined their picnic from his climb with news the grouppo were in fine form pacing well and looking after the debutant. yes he really does ride around to our place a lot and i don't think he's just there to train and chat with the skipper on the finer points of pack riding and tactis. If he loses 8k to get to his racing weight then good luck to the climbers. but then rowdy, we kept up our sleave. while jlotto was sizing up the field rowdy was obviously out at lunch with other riders. BMC he's under contract. unless cadel is keen for the fleece. of the numbers for the auto-bus i forgot to zero the cateye. from all the reports back form the team it was a great day out. thanks for the run. remember a metre matters and see you out at the roundabout for a run this sunday 3.30pm.

NOW the question is can we book out the velodrome with 20 smokking guns. if so nick will run a closed session for us. i [we]can thoroughly recommend this as a way to appreciate your own riding level. let me know if a friday after 8 as is the cheapest for us, maybe one more this year before xmas. young nick is also keen to come for road trundle with us, so lets gets some dates sorted, some bbq's booked and enjoy the summer ahead.

tight lines. skip
pics to come thanks to syd's trusty eye for detail!