Humid. A bit rainy. 32 racers. John is back in town, and thus racing the Bs. He said he was going to try to get in a break, and if that didn’t work, wanted me to drag him to the front for the field sprint. Okee dokee.

Lots of break attempts. I don’t think John tried to get in any of them. I tried to stay in the mix, but would sometimes find myself at the back. Occasionally it was hard back there, generally when the group was trying to reel in a break. A few laps were really hard. With about five laps to go, I started to consider where I needed to be to get John to the front. With two to go, he yelled at me (exactly what I was looking for) and at the same time, the whole group moved left, giving us a nice lane on the inside. I stepped on it, and got him near the front before I was pinched off. He managed to get Kevan Rutledge’s wheel for the remainder of the race. I had to grab my brakes, and spent the last lap trying to chase back on. John got blocked in the final corner and sat up, and we watched the field sprint from behind. Oh well.

In other news, locked to the bike rack this morning was a titanium Independent Fabrications ‘cross bike. Kit included:

* Carbon fork
* DT-Swiss hoops laced to Chris King (!!!!) hubs *
* Carbon FSA cranks
* SRAM Red rear mech and shifter (single ring up front)
* Empella Frog Legs cantis

I sincerely hope the owner races this bike.

* Rear hub is worth more than my commuter

Posted on 29 May 2009