Friday, 15 July 2011

Bike Porn Friday: Getting it up

The Tour has hit the mountains, and the Trois V has in hommage hit the hills of North London (literally in the case of Doug's water bottle, or 'bidon'; metaphorically, if you imagine the rear of a Mini as a mountain, and the front wheel of the Key Lime Pie (KLP) as the front wheel of the Key Lime pie. But fear not, no pastries or their chefs were harmed, dear reader(s)).

In contrast to the What Stable? run, Doug had done a lot of preparation, and came up with a challenging but also enjoyable course through the hills of North London, including some unattempted climbs, such as the wrong way up (that is, up) West Heath Road. We knocked off Regent's Park, Swain's Lane (slow but steady - we look forward to 18:31 next Thursday), WHR (hard, then easy), before heading to Crouch End and Ally Pally (Dr Matt finally found some form at this point). Then East Heath Road (highlight, Doug finishing his drink, announcing, 'I wish I could just throw it to the roadside like the Tour riders', followed by the bidon jumping out in said fashion and Doug scrabbling around to retain it. I cycled slowly up the hill at this point). At some point, during the first descent, a Mini in front of the KLP slowed, and the Pie slowed into it. For a second, I thought that its rider might come off, and almost rode into him as well, but all was well, and it was all just slow-motion hommage to the current inability of Tour riders to stay upright.

One and a half hours, perhaps 300 meters of climbing, a reasonable average speed, and 1300 calories used up later, we adjourned for showers and the collection of Joe, who was work shadowing me. Thinking that important life-skills should be included in the penumbra, I had taken the precaution of a furlough from work, and we installed ourselves in Look Mum No Hands, after a convoy through town (noticing two Yellow Jersey-jersied women handing out flyers) and proceeded to consume milkshakes, pies, cakes, a beer, coffee, ice coffee, water, and observe the finally-exciting stage of the Tour, as the Tourmalet was ascended by Geraint 'Welsh Steel' Thomas, who gave us all a fright, twice, by trying to ram cars on hairpin descents. He deservedly won the courageous rider award. And we even saw the Shlecks do something.

Joe was also hard at work, observing freelancers at work, and producing what I feel is a most excellent summer Trois V kit:




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Flotsnoo!

Trois V!


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