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Belgium has a way of slowing y…
Belgium has a way of slowing y…
“C’mon, Tiff,” says Beth Duryea. “You can do this. Podium. Podium. Podium.” Those final three words came out in a steady staccato rhythm. The CANYON//SRAM co-owner and marketing manager Duryea was working as sport director at the Australian National Road Championships. Driving the car behind her team’s only Australian, Tiffany Cromwell, the versatile Duryea provided encouragement and instruction. With four kilometres left in the individual time trial, Cromwell was within reach of a spot on the podium. Having scored a seat in the CANYON//SRAM car to follow Cromwell’s effort, I was wedged in the back next to the team’s mechanic, tools and extra wheels and enjoyed prime position watching her navigate up and down the undulating 29.3km course.
Now, more than any other time on the road calendar, there is that thing riders and staff will soon crave. There is time. There is a newness to the forthcoming season. There is also that indefinable element that carries teams through the thick winter miles of training, sponsorship strategy, scheduling… There is potential.
Winter riding is one of the secret pleasures of the South. Summer’s landscape hides behind curtains of green. The barren season reveals the landscape’s undulations, the beauty of stark branches against alabaster sky. The world is painted in a hundred shades of brown, textured and lovely in a way that’s hard to appreciate behind a windshield.
The light of the afternoon has gone and the temperature is dropping closer to zero in Nobeyama, a beautiful mountain district two hours by train from Tokyo. With legs echoing the effort of the day’s racing I walk up the gravel drive and knock on a dark window. Nothing. I must have the wrong house. I see the shadow of a small figure inside and knock again. Of course, here in the mountains the windows are thick to keep in the warmth. Too thick for my timid Australian knocking.
Sunshine on skin. It’s an unfamiliar feeling for us Kiwis at the moment after months of being covered by layer upon layer, wrapped and protected against biting winds, ice, rain and whatever else the winter could throw at us.
I ride alone more than not. I …
It’s hard to argue with the belief that cycling is one of the best ways to get around a big city. In recent years, bike commuting has spiked 62 percent in the US, and a whopping 105 percent in the largest cities, according to the nonprofit organization The League of American Bicyclists.
But sometimes, commuting by bike isn’t as easy as, well, riding a bike – so we’ve tapped the collective knowledge of a crew of commuters from big cities near and far, asking for their top tips and lessons learned. Hopefully this short guide will help make your two-wheeled commute safe, stylish, and most of all, fun.
It’s late October in Texas Hill Country. I’m 20 miles into a 40-mile ride, and already my legs are fatigued. The wind pushes back, but I persist, head down, in the drops, going 13 miles an hour.
We chose Texas for our first mother and daughter cycling trip because we felt the long distances on offer would keep me interested, while she tackled the shorter options available. The trip’s statistics hadn’t impressed me on paper. But roads aren’t ridden on paper, it turns out.