Arthur Clune said:So, for those of us that rode the Ronde van Vlanderam cycle sportif, how
was it for you?
A top weekend...
In our usual 'organised' style we piled on the Eurostar Friday
evening and all but our designated driver got [censored] on the free
wine[1] and we nicked further supplies of the stuff for the road.
As we drove off from Lille we realised we had directions to the
village we were staying, but no maps, no phone numbers or street
address for the Belgian friends we were meant to be hooking up with.
Surprisingly that all worked out pretty easily and our hosts took
us to the bar at the base of the Oude Kwaremont climb. The bar is
only open one weekend a year, for De Ronde, and is basically the
farmer's back room plus a marquee outside. Cool atmosphere, plus
they serve Oude Kwaremont ale (~ 9%) which goes down a treat. It
was pretty quiet in there on the Friday, but very busy on the Saturday
with an impromptu band. Funky artwork on billboards outside too:-
http://www.sorted.org/~pete/Flanders/slides/PICT0041.JPG
http://www.sorted.org/~pete/Flanders/slides/PICT0042.JPG
Another bar and another load of 9% beer later and we crawled into
bed about 1:30, which didn't feel so clever over breakfast at 6:30
the next day......
Between traffic, faffing about and some issues assembling bikes
(someone left the skewer for his front wheel back in his room)
we finally got going about 9am but got seperated pretty quickly.
That was fine though, there were so many people riding the route
that it was always easy to get in a group going at the pace you
wanted, but enough gaps in between to ride on your own when you
wanted to. I was taking the descents fairly fast but suck at
climbing so I tended to see the same people several times. Noticed
quite a few english clubs riding together, and a fair assortment
of bikes. According to friends there were a few 'bents on the
course but I didn't see them (saw one on the Koppenberg the next
day though watching the race), and a couple of tandems went screaming
past me going hell for leather up one of the climbs.
I never got the hang of the cobbles and suffered over most of those
stretches[2]... [censored] things. Got somewhat envious of the guys on
full sus mountain bikes whizzing past on those sections.
Had to walk three short sections of climbs - two because of traffic,
including some bimbo on a moped, and the Koppenberg because I just
couldn't make it with a 39/23 bottom gear. Developed a bit of an
irrational dislike for people riding triples at that point. Also
got to hear an awful lot of loud insults in Dutch when I tried to
get going again and veered in front of a fast-moving chain gang
nearly bringing them all down (oops).
There were a few pros on the course either training for other things
or reccying for the race the next day. Spent a while in a group
with a number of very cute young ladies all kitted out in "Deutschland"
jerseys. Went ahead of them on a descent and the next flat section
and then they left me like I was going backwards on the next climb.
Finished in about 5:50 for an average of about 24kph which I was
pretty happy with under the circumstances. On the one hand, that
time doesn't include a lot of rest stops I got waiting at the top
of hills for one of our group when we hooked up again and rode
together for some time... He'd not been on his bike much for about
10 months so was suffering a bit. On the other hand, I was also
riding slower on the downhills and flats with him. Could maybe
have squeezed a 5:30 but suspect I'd have run out of legs on the
last climbs if I'd tried.
One of our group did a 4:45 but he's a fit [censored] and we don't
like him. 😉
Saturday night: dinner and more drinking, natch
Sunday morning we rode up the Kluisenberg which hasn't been on the
Ronde the last two years because of roadworks (seriously) but as
our B&B was part way up it, we felt we ought to give it a go...
There was a steady stream of cyclists going by in both directions
as we ate breakfast. For some reason it's also popular with the
local motorbike (and trike) types too... Perhaps because of the
fast, twisty descent (no cobbles, yay!).
Then rode over to the Koppenberg to stake out a good spot and watch
the race. Hung out with some very pleasant Americans (yes, such
things do exist) and a large group of drunken Norwegians there to
cheer on Thor Hushovt - didn't do him much good though.
Certainly had a lot more respect for the riders when they went
through after having struggled on the same hill the day before......
Pete "Loin of Flanders" Bentley.
[1] Yuppie class, yah.
[2] Much numbness and pins'n'needles in tender places.