Shoe City Crit
Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2018 10:29 pm
Decided to make the trek up to Haverhill, although I really don't need any shoes.
Alice and I were close by the day before for a family gathering so decided to stay over Saturday night.
Nice early morning with Alice cruising thru Byfield, Georgetown, Rowley and revisiting some old routes I used to run on back in high school and college years. Good times and even bumped into an old high school friend literally at the high school (Triton Regional) where I went and where we parked today for our ride.
Back to the hotel (thank you Hampton Inn for the 12:30 late checkout) to rest a bit, get some food and place the first pin holes into the re-print SS. Alice and I slow rolled the 2 miles to the course instead of fighting the downtown congestion to find a place to park. Set up in a nice shady spot and started up a conversation with Angelo. Turns out he's originally from Montreal but moved to Haverhill in the late 70's and opened up an Italian restaurant. But, he remembered this race from when it was held in the 70's and 80's and continued to talk Alice's ear off about biking in general (gee, there's something new to her!) while I politely excused myself to go warm up. Found The Pirate who was up to watch and who turned a whole crowd outside the Lasting Room pub into my personal cheering section. Thanks everyone!
Small field (25) and decided I was going to be active and try for a break. Two guys got away during what was supposed to be a neutral first lap. A number of bridge attempts that failed and some hard chasing that whittled the gap down but they were still out there so I decided to go on my bridge attempt. Inching away at gaining when Bill Yabroudy jumps by me and a quick look back and we have a gap. Go to work with him and we just about make the catch but the main field apparently woke up and chased us down. Back to normal. I was actually feeling good, marking selective moves. While I spent time towards the back on a few occasions, I was pleasantly surprised to be able to pick my spots to move up pretty much when I needed to. Maybe 30 minutes in a promising group begins to form with a Downeast guy (4 guys in the field), Yabroudy, Jim Nash, Doug Chrystall and I when a loud "bang" goes off and Downeast guy is skidding across the road (yup, rear tire blew). Of course he was leading at the time so we're all in avoidance mode and so much for that. A few more attempts to create later race breaks but the main field was having nothing to do with that.
5 to go I decide I'm going to make an early move, just a matter of when and I need to move up first. Keep moving up. Approach 2 to go and on the straightaway finish stretch I diesel up to a good position to hit the uphill turn 1 into turn 2 solid and move up further. I need one more move on the backstretch to get up into the first 5-6, then coming off the final turn I'm planning to go hard (so with just over a lap to go). No problem, so I put in one good surge when both hammies (and one quad for good measure) seize up. All I can do to keep myself in a straight line and not cause a crash. So much for my plans as I just go into endurance mode to crawl across off the back. Oh well. That's twice this year with those cramps in the heat. Damn it!
Really fun course though. The turns are semi-technical but manageable at speed. One uphill turn (#2) where just after the turn the curb juts out a bit so you can play a bit of chicken to see if you can squeeze up a few spots without getting pinched. Except for turn 3 there really aren't bad lines as all areas of the turns are in play and create possibilities for movement.
Alice and I were close by the day before for a family gathering so decided to stay over Saturday night.
Nice early morning with Alice cruising thru Byfield, Georgetown, Rowley and revisiting some old routes I used to run on back in high school and college years. Good times and even bumped into an old high school friend literally at the high school (Triton Regional) where I went and where we parked today for our ride.
Back to the hotel (thank you Hampton Inn for the 12:30 late checkout) to rest a bit, get some food and place the first pin holes into the re-print SS. Alice and I slow rolled the 2 miles to the course instead of fighting the downtown congestion to find a place to park. Set up in a nice shady spot and started up a conversation with Angelo. Turns out he's originally from Montreal but moved to Haverhill in the late 70's and opened up an Italian restaurant. But, he remembered this race from when it was held in the 70's and 80's and continued to talk Alice's ear off about biking in general (gee, there's something new to her!) while I politely excused myself to go warm up. Found The Pirate who was up to watch and who turned a whole crowd outside the Lasting Room pub into my personal cheering section. Thanks everyone!
Small field (25) and decided I was going to be active and try for a break. Two guys got away during what was supposed to be a neutral first lap. A number of bridge attempts that failed and some hard chasing that whittled the gap down but they were still out there so I decided to go on my bridge attempt. Inching away at gaining when Bill Yabroudy jumps by me and a quick look back and we have a gap. Go to work with him and we just about make the catch but the main field apparently woke up and chased us down. Back to normal. I was actually feeling good, marking selective moves. While I spent time towards the back on a few occasions, I was pleasantly surprised to be able to pick my spots to move up pretty much when I needed to. Maybe 30 minutes in a promising group begins to form with a Downeast guy (4 guys in the field), Yabroudy, Jim Nash, Doug Chrystall and I when a loud "bang" goes off and Downeast guy is skidding across the road (yup, rear tire blew). Of course he was leading at the time so we're all in avoidance mode and so much for that. A few more attempts to create later race breaks but the main field was having nothing to do with that.
5 to go I decide I'm going to make an early move, just a matter of when and I need to move up first. Keep moving up. Approach 2 to go and on the straightaway finish stretch I diesel up to a good position to hit the uphill turn 1 into turn 2 solid and move up further. I need one more move on the backstretch to get up into the first 5-6, then coming off the final turn I'm planning to go hard (so with just over a lap to go). No problem, so I put in one good surge when both hammies (and one quad for good measure) seize up. All I can do to keep myself in a straight line and not cause a crash. So much for my plans as I just go into endurance mode to crawl across off the back. Oh well. That's twice this year with those cramps in the heat. Damn it!
Really fun course though. The turns are semi-technical but manageable at speed. One uphill turn (#2) where just after the turn the curb juts out a bit so you can play a bit of chicken to see if you can squeeze up a few spots without getting pinched. Except for turn 3 there really aren't bad lines as all areas of the turns are in play and create possibilities for movement.