Orange enter the fray with a cross bike
How has this taken so long? Amazing really, but glad to see that Orange have finally taken the plunge with the RX9 their first cyclo-cross offering. Enjoy the excellent little video which shows… Read More
How has this taken so long? Amazing really, but glad to see that Orange have finally taken the plunge with the RX9 their first cyclo-cross offering. Enjoy the excellent little video which shows… Read More
Marianne Vos, Cyclocross World Champion 2013 from Chris Milliman on Vimeo. Well done Marianne Vos, that unstoppable force of women’s cycling. The Dutch, Olympic and World champion added another World Cyclo-cross title to… Read More
From a movie recommended by fellow blogger Ohlefty, here is the lovely poster for the 1949 French comedy “Jour de Fête”. Directed by Jacques Tati, Jour de Fête recounts the tale of an inept postman who ‘frequently interrupts… Read More
Recently I read an excellent short piece in the Guardian Weekly written – I think – by Polly Toynbee and repeated here verbatim. In praise of…… irregularity When buying fruit and vegetables this… Read More
Just a quick tip off; Entries for the Hell of the North Cotswolds open at midday Saturday the 5th January. Firstly some background from the organisers: This ever popular classic cycling event promoted… Read More
There is no other way to describe this year’s three peaks cyclo-cross – Epic. I’ve now completed the last 7 three peaks races and have never known conditions like it. Proper, hard, winter… Read More
Jauregui from Jacky Durand on Vimeo. Bike skills are hard earned. In cross, for instance, a plethora of skills are required; the ability to bunny hop is handy. Taking a muddy corner without… Read More
It’s that time of year again. The nights are drawing in, the ground will shortly disintegrate into gloopy quagmire and my heart rate will go through the roof. Yep. Its the cross season.… Read More
Riding through Valhalla
by simonnurseI started up the side of the mountain. Road gave way to path, ride gave way to run. The bike was hoisted onto shoulder. I could feel the wind slowly picking up, gathering… Read More →