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EVENT REPORTS - July 2011 to End 2011

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Event reports from FEB to JUNE 2011.
Event reports from JUNE to OCT 2010.
Event reports from MAR to MAY 2010.

Kingscavil Hill Climb (by David Griffiths)
Date: 23rd October 2011

On Sunday 16th October, a week after the Glasgow Wheelers hill climb, it was time for this year's Kingscavil hill climb. I'm best at short steep climbs, and at just under 1km long and very steep, this was the ideal event for me. I'd come second by 3 seconds to Arthur Doyle last year and this year, encouraged by my win in the short and steep club hill climb the week before, was going for the win! I was the only Wheeler doing the event, so took the train to Linlithgow and cycled the few miles from there to the HQ. Signing on, I was incredibly nervous!

I didn't get to the climb in time to ride it as I was one of the last riders to set off, but the perfectly straight road, rising skywards says it all! I chatted with a few of my competitors until 20 mins to go and then did reps of a nearby hill to warm up. Soon, the time to take to the start line and, with a few final gulps of air, I pushed off.

The rest is a bit of a blur. I remained seated for most of the time, focusing on smooth pedal action but on the steepest parts of the slope, got out of the saddle and pushed like a man possessed! As I neared the top I could barely carry on, but I clicked into a harder gear, got out of the saddle and smashed it! Crossing the line, I jumped of my bike and immediately thought "I haven't tried hard enough". However, a few seconds later, it hit me and sure enough, my legs were the usual blue colour! I began to feel faint, sick and had a terrible headache, and collapsed in the verge, a panting wreck. I had certainly tried hard enough!

Once I had regained full consciousness, I watched the remaining few riders crest the hill with trepidation. One of the men to watch, Ramsay Muirhead of Johnstone Wheelers, second to me in the West of Scotland Championships, came tearing up the hill, promptly collapsing against a wall after crossing the line-another man who can suffer! Very frustratingly, the man I was standing next to had a notebook and was noting riders' numbers, but didn't know exact times! Finally, Arthur Doyle came into view; seated, but looking rather fast. After he had crossed the line, I located the time keepers, to hear the words; "You've just pipped him". The effort had been worth it!

Back at HQ, there was a long wait until the presentation, but eventually it was time to step onto the top step. I was very happy with my time, faster than last year by 8 seconds, beating Arthur by 5 seconds, Craig Adams of GJS racing by 13 seonds and setting a new course record! As last year, there was a good prize fund and I went home with a bottle of champagne, £60 better off and surely one of the favourites for the longer, tougher Scottish champs.

Here is the podium -
1st David Griffiths Glasgow Wheelers 02:12
2nd Arthur Doyle Dooley's Cycles RT 02:17
3rd Craig Adams GSS Racing Team 02:25

N.B. Cameron Balfour, youth A rider for CNP Orbea professional team actually had the third fastest time of the day at 02:22 - outstanding! He'll be challenging for the win next year!


West of Scotland Hill Climb Champs (by David Griffiths)
Date: 16th September 2011

The Inverclyde 1 mile hill climb was my first event back in Scotland, after being home in Wales for the summer. I'd had a significant setback in July, crashing badly in a circuit race, getting knocked out for half an hour and suffering face abrasions that required a trip to theatre! However, I recovered well and 2 weeks prior to my return to Scotland, I'd managed to get some training in, and had won an open hill climb, along with the overall championship over 3 events (10m TT, HC & 15m TT). Therefore I entered the event hoping for a good result.

I got the train to the HQ and signed on. I didn't know any of the other competitors, but a few of the guys looked pretty handy, and I began to get a bit nervous. With no other Wheelers riding, the reputation of the club rested on my shoulders alone! I then test rode the climb - Lyle Hill. It was HARD! Very steep and into a headwind the majority of the way, until a final hairpin where it flattened off for 200m, with the wind from behind. Kristoff had won the event last year, setting a new course record of 4 minutes, so that was the target!

Eventually the time came to start, and with my heart racing, I set off. Immediately; there was the pain! The going was really tough into the wind and I felt frustratingly slow but before long, my minute man came into view. I focused on turning the pedals efficiently and overtook him just before the final hairpin. By this time, my legs and lungs were screaming, but I clicked up a gear, and, too tired to get out of the saddle, accelerated seated towards the finish line, with a welcome tailwind. Crossing the finish completely spent, I hoped I had done enough. I turned around and collapsed on opposite the time-keepers. I looked at my legs - criss-crossed with blue veins!

Once I was able to talk, I gasped: "How did I do?" I was leading by a fair margin, with a time of 4:14, slightly worrying seeing the winning time was 14 seconds faster last year! There then came an agonising wait as riders crested the hill and crossed the line, some out of the saddle and pretty rapid, but thankfully no one bettered my time. I was the new West of Scotland champion!!

I was incredibly pleased my result, as it was my first Scottish win and I'll be getting a shiny gold medal to add to my collection! I descended the hill with a big smile on my face! This was the podium;

1st: David Griffiths, Glasgow Wheelers, 4:14:85
2nd: Ramsay Muirhead Johnstone Wheelers, 4:25:60
3rd: Scott Newman Inverclyde Velo, 4:26:22

I'd won by a fair margin and the slower times this year were due at least partly to the savage headwind for most of the climb. I'm looking forwards to defending my title next year, keeping the medal in the club and perhaps going for K-Dawg's (Kristoff!) record!


Tour of the Campsies (by Graeme Cockburn)
Date: 11th September 2011

I never do like hills so why would I want to ride the Tour of the Campsies? I was told, its your own club event, your club mates will be out there cheering you on, its local and your form is good so get your entry in, so I did.

The Campsies is a beautiful area and the Crow can be most pleasant on the right day but Sunday was not one of those days, it was wet, cold and very windy as Hurricane Katia approached, this was more a battle of survival for riders and volunteers which was confirmed post race as we all huddled in the port-a-cabin drinking copious amounts of hot tea/coffee and hugging the urn to regain valuable body heat, purple hands just aren't the norm. A huge thanks must be given to the marshals who were standing out in these conditions, I was fortunate enough to be working hard so kept warm that way, how they managed to keep warm is mind boggling.

My ride was fairly uneventful, I ascended the Crow hard but not really in the red zone, my TT is for the overall not the hill climb but I probably should have pushed harder than I did as I lost too much time on my rivals as I climbed in 10.20 (21st). I love descending the Crow even on tri bars, get the line right and you just sweep through the bends but Sunday was not a day for committing into the bends as it took a lot of time to get the brakes to work on the wet rims, what was lost while braking into and easing through the bends was gained on the straights where I ran out of gears doing 48mph. Once on the approach to Fintry the wind started to buffet and the road surface got very rough which took its toll on my arms as they rattled around on the tri bars but worse was to come, once out of Fintry the cross winds were brutal, every gap in the wall had me blown across the road, it really was difficult holding the bike in a straight line. From Killearn to Blanefield the wind was now head on which made it feel like cycling in treacle, continually searching for a gear that would keep the cadence and effort efficient, the climb through Blanefield was as tough as expected but the run for home through the Glen was a tail wind which allowed nearly 30mph all the way to the line stopping the clock in 62.58 (10th)

Looking at the start sheet I believed I could be on for 12th but with two top riders not starting I managed to finish 10th with PBs in both disciplines so quite happy with that. Andy Underwood also rode finishing high up the results with 9.53 (14th) and 64.30 (15th), a very steady ride which probably would have been better if he hadn't been sick for the past couple of weeks, Andy certainly is a talent in TTs with PBs in all his disciplines this year

Peebles Duathloan (by Elaine Lowden)
Date: 21st August 2011


Waiting on the start line I began to feel extremely nervous as I was determined to repeat my success at the Tweedbank Duathlon back in May. The pressure therefore was really on! It was a mass start for the 70 competitors who ran hard along a narrow path beside the River Tweed before crossing a footbridge. I immediately realised that my start could have been better and that I should have been further up the field. However, as the race progressed over the other side of the river and then over another footbridge I did manage to reel in other competitors as we ran along the grass embankment. I was cautious when running on the steps in case I fell and hit the deck and this undoubtedly affected my rhythm. I nevertheless completed my first 5K in 20-16 compared to my 19-37 at Tweedbank.

Transition into cycle section went smoothly. However, having collected my bike I had to push it up a short incline onto a bridge before I could mount up. The bike route was undulating with some fast flat sections. Due to the terrain I found myself being bunched up with other competitors and on a couple of occasions a rider swung wide which was rather unnerving but in fact it worked to my advantage as it encouraged me to push through and overtake the group. Nevertheless at times my efforts seemed in vain as the riders started to gain speed and overtake me. This indeed was very much the pattern throughout the bike section and I have to believe that having a female rider overtaking them really hurt that group of male riders and forced them to retaliate! As the race progressed I found myself overtaking the female rider but was aware there were two more females up the road. On the return leg at about 15/16km I was able to overtake the second female on an uphill section but in order to hold my advantage I decided to 'throw' myself into the descents - something that does not come naturally to me. Even so as sections of the road were uneven with some traffic congestion I found it difficult to maintain a high speed and my average was limited to 23 mph. In fact the most challenging part of the cycle section was actually walking down a steep cobbled brae into the transition area to pull on my running shoes!

Going through the transition area it was confirmed by a marshall that I was second female – but it was short lived! Coming out of transition the third female moved back into second place and seemingly having recovered well from the bike section, was maintaining a good pace on her second run. I tried to keep her in sight but she eased away from me as my legs tired. I did however catch one competitor but I realised that because I had pushed so hard on the bike that I was unlikely to catch any others. The second run was clearly tougher not just because my leg muscles were beginning to burn but because the route included seemingly endless footbridges, steps and inclines. My aim now was just to survive and not let any competitor pass me! Having family support undoubtedly helped to spur me on and carried me through to the finish. Crossing the line I knew I was third female but as it turned out my overall time of 1-18-37 was a PB and well up on my Tweedbank time of 1-20-46. Even so it did hurt when I went over to congratulate the first and especially the second lady as I had worked so hard on the bike to take her place. Nevertheless the reward for my efforts was a shield for being 3rd female and, as importantly, having a very proud Dad!

Roabie Robertson 10ml TT - West Ferry (by Graeme Cockburn)
Date: 31st August 2011


It was just one of those nights which was meant to be and every testers dream, flat calm and reasonably warm, what possible excuse could we come up with for not going fast? If riders were not setting PBs or SBs then they were very close to their bests. For the second time in 2011 a sub 20 minute ride was clocked, this time by Arthur Doyle of Dooleys RT, after many years of nearly breaking the 20 min barrier he finally smashed it with a winning time of 19.45 (30.38mph). Jessica Wilson-Young of ERC also rode to a new Scottish Record of 21.42 (27.65mph) beating Katrina Hair's 2006 record by 4 seconds.

You know things are going well when you join the A8 and see your speedo sitting at 33mph and no need to back off, this is actually comfortable, land marks approach faster than usual so you know you are on a good ride, could it be good enough for a PB? Reaching the turn in just under 10 mins bodes well but was it wind assisted? Only time will tell. Initial thoughts as I struggle to get back up to speed after the turn suggest the run for home is slightly into the wind and going to be harder but after the Woodhall roundabout I am back up to full speed, 3.5 miles to go. I catch sight of my two minute man with a mile to go, more incentive to power to the line which arrives after the agonising drag to the slip road, drive for the line, shout your number and press the stop button on the computer hoping to see those magic numbers. YESSSSSSS, it says 20.33 (29.2mph) which is 8 seconds off PB but do the timekeepers agree? Fortunately they did and I head for home a very happy person, two PBs in ten days, what a way to end my individual TT season.

Elsewhere there was a keenly fought battle between Elaine Lowden and Andrew Underwood with only one minute between them at the start, Andy chasing Elaine, how long could Elaine stay ahead of Andy and for how much longer could she keep him within her sight?

With Elaine on her new TT bike she was full of hope that she could hold Andy back for sometime but Andy knew a good ride from him and a PB would be on the cards. It transpired Elaine did better than expected as Andy pointed out "I could see you for ages just couldn't catch you". Andy succeeded with the catch and carried on to a new PB whereas Elaine just missed out on her PB but gained a seasons best by 37 seconds, it looks like her new purchase is working well already. With some hard winter training I see no reason why Elaine can't develop into a good tester battling it out with some of the top ladies. To summarise the GWCC riders :- Graeme Cockburn 20.33 (PB), Andrew Underwood 21.33 (PB), Eric Easson 23.48, Elaine Lowden 24.01 (SB), Errol Bennie 24.47 (SB) and Isobel Fletcher 26.32

Portaferry 3 Day Stage Race (N Ireland by Nicky Cronin)
Date: 29th August 2011


By doing this race I could have be accused of hijacking the family holiday but the way I saw it was that after a 2 week stay with the in-laws I was entitled to.... well....more pain! The Portaferry 3 day is a 4 stages race in Northern Ireland and is open riders from Elite to A3. It starts on the Friday night with a circuit race around Kirkistown motor racing track - 20 laps of a 1.5 Mile circuit. Stage 2 was a 50 mile RR on Saturday morning with Stage 3 a short TT on the Saturday afternoon. The final stage, a hilly 50 mile RR took place on the Sunday morning.

Stage 1

I arrived at the race track on a perfect Friday evening with not a cloud in the sky. My plan was just to ride as hard as I could and see what happened. I'd ridden the Falkirk trophy the week before and felt a bit of form coming (bridging a decent gap to the winning move before taking a turn and getting unceremoniously dropped!). The race started with the usual constant attacking but nothing much was sticking. I was sitting pretty comfortably in the group and sprinting well out of the corners, so I was able to move up the bunch quite easily. As I was able to hold a good position I tried to get involved up front a few times jumping across to some moves but this was quickly putting me into the red. On the last lap one rider got away, just hanging on to get the win. In the bunch sprint I got a good position and finished 14th for the stage - I was well pleased with that.

Stage 2

We rolled out for stage 2 on Saturday morning and much to my surprise the legs felt not too bad. The 9 mile circuit (6 laps) had one power climb before finishing at the top of windmill hill (300m steep ramp) just south of Portaferry town. I was riding ok and holding a good position but a break of about 5 went away quite early and were never seen again. One lad, Connor McConvey (apparently just signed for An post/ Sean Kelly and 4th in the Irish Ras) missed the break and subsequently rode on the front trying to limit the losses. During these spells the whole bunch was lined out and I was on the rivet and starting to cramp up. There were a couple of moments I thought I was getting dropped but the pace would settle just in time. I recovered well and towards the end of the race coming through Portaferry town I was feeling good, sitting 3rd wheel in the bunch and hoping for a good finish. Unfortunately on windmill hill I took the worst fit of cramp I've ever had and was lucky to even get up it, losing 20 sec on the bunch. I was helped off my bike at the top as my leg tightened and locked in a fit of cramping. This was pretty funny looking back as I had a group of complete strangers helping me off my bike and stretching my leg out. The organiser Bronagh was also taking plenty of snaps no doubt for their website. I was pretty disappointed as I'd managed to fight my way to the front to a good position for the finish.

Stage 3 (TT)

Initially I looked at this 2 mile effort and thought it might suit me well - a sharp effort with a power climb. Indeed it might have done if I wasn't now starting to flag. The crit, the road race and the cramping fit had left my legs in bits. On top of this, the power climb at the end was the same dreaded windmill hill. Anyway, I was now focussed on just finishing my first stage race and alarmingly I could not get the image of a cold pint of Guinness out of my head. It didn't help that the town of Portaferry was jumping with revellers spilling out pubs everywhere for their local festival. Anyway while I obsessed about the black stuff the rest of field started to clock some great times. My time was 6 min 5 sec - somewhere near the bottom of the field. The winner of the stage was around 4 min 55 sec.

Stage 4

Quite a few had packed it in by now and the guys that were left looked well up for it. The circuit was a 7 lap circuit of 7 miles with a decent climb. The first time up the climb was ok. I started near the middle and ended up at the back but still in the bunch. The strong man previously referred to, Connor McConvey went up the road on his own (taking the win) so the yellow jersey and some others hit the front to control the gap - I knew this was going to be tough. 2nd and 3rd time up the climb I was off the back but managed to scramble back on during the descent. 4th time up I was dropped along with 5 others and the groupeto was formed. The next 3 laps were as painful as I can remember on a bike. In the end I was just delighted to finish my first stage race. I finished in 31st position GC. This was a brilliant racing experience. The organisers were unbelievably helpful to me and my family throughout the whole weekend. I got loads of shouts of encouragement from Ards club members and others along the way. Even the in-laws turned up! The standard of racing was really high but the attitude of the riders was always light-hearted and they made me feel very welcome the whole weekend. One for the 2012 diary I think.

Scottish Crit Champs, Paisley(by Kallen Kerr)
Date: 21st August 2011


My first season of racing has now involved 3 races...wow! Moving from university halls into a new flat has been expensive, and I've been sensible enough not to throw away £10/£15 a time on races. However, seems as though this criterium was only two streets from my front door, I thought I might as well give it a go. The last two months or so I've been pushing myself a lot in training and I'm slowly but surely getting used to race pace, sitting in a bunch and sitting on people's wheels. This kind of event though involves heavy accelerations coming out of every corner, something I knew I wouldn't get used to overnight after being warned by Graeme Neagle. After listening to advice from Graeme and David Lang, I knew that I had to get into the top 10 positions to make life a lot easier for myself, and then I knew I'd have to fight to stay there, closing in on any space before someone from behind nips in front.

On the day of the crit, I allowed plenty of time to warm up and took to the start line in a confident mood. I was pleased to have found myself in the first 12/14 riders as we pulled up after the final lap of the warm up. We waited for a good 6/7 minutes before we set off. I stuck tight to the inside of the first corner and floored it down St. Mirren brae moving up to 6th/7th. The next two corners followed with quick accelerations out of both of them with three riders managing to pass me. Heading towards the Abbey we strung out into single file, and for some reason I didn't feel as though I was getting any benefit from a slipstream at all. A few more riders passed me and slotted in further up the line, tempting me to do the same. I made my move on the outside and forced my way into 3rd going into the final corner. The next 3 or 4 laps I maintained a top 10 position, but eventually the quick bursts coming out of each corner tired me out and so I dropped back...I knew I couldn't afford to drop back but my legs didn't want to know! For the next two laps I dropped out of the main bunch and tried to get back on with two Johnstone Wheelers which thankfully proved successful. I moved up into the top third of the field where I stayed for another 2 laps before I'd had it. I dropped, along with two Johnstone Wheelers (don't know if they were the same guys) and tried in vain to get back on but it proved too much and eventually the gap became too big to claw back.

I knew that the race was over for me but I still carried on and worked as hard as I could for another 5/6 laps before a steward told me enough was enough. I can never understand those riders who quit after they get dropped and there was about 2/3 riders that did just that. I've just paid £11 to race, I might as well make the most of it!...besides it's good training as you push yourself more than you would in even the hardest of training sessions, purely because it's a race. All in all I got some valuable experience and race practice, which can only make me better. I gave everything I could, so I wasn't too disappointed. Hopefully I'll be able to do more races next season! On one final note, well done to Graeme Neagle (pictured)and Andy Whitehall who finished 5th and 10th respectively in the headlining Scottish Criterium Championships. They worked extremely hard and did well to stay ahead in a breakaway for as long as they did.
Full results on Braveheart

SVTTA 50ml TT (by Graeme Cockburn)
Date: 21st August 2011


Conditions were benign for today's SVTTA 50TT Champs held on the Blair Drummond and Stirling flats course although it was a shock to the system getting up at 5am to be ready for my start at 7.30am. The first few miles didn't feel good as the legs were still feeling the affects of Saturdays 10TT but after a while I settled into a good rhythm catching many riders on a regular basis. Having ridden the 50TT Champs I was disappointed to suffer from cramp after 35 miles as I believed I could have reduced my 1.55.46 PB, so it was a relief to get through that stage of todays TT still feeling good so pressed on with that PB in mind. As I turned into the last 1.2 mile straight my watch was showing 1.50 something so new I could almost walk to the finish and beat my PB but gave it my all to set as low a target as possible and knew with faster riders to come every second could count. I stopped the clock in 1.53.29 (26.43mph) taking a huge 2.17 off my previous PB, job done, unfortunately it was only good enough for 4th as Steve Nutley (1.49.24), Rob Wilkins (1.49.29) and Jim Cusick (1.51.02) all rode blinders too. Worthy of a mention is Carlos Riise who travelled down from Shetland to ride this event but left his seat post at home, rather than just chucking it he decided to compete with no saddle or seat post saying "I'll see how far I get", he finished in 2.04.10 riding the whole event standing up, amazing!!

Other GWCC competitors were Errol Bennie finishing 41st in 2.17.01 and Eric Easson who failed to finish due to two punctures.

Glasgow Ivy Vets RR (by Graeme Cockburn)
Date: 14th August 2011


How young some of the Vets riders are getting, or is it just me getting much older? Today saw Jason Roberts take to the field for his first V40 race along side myself with David Lang in the V60 race. The day was warm and the skies were sunny until we rolled out of Balfron over the Moor towards Buchlyvie, looking down to Aberfoyle and the Dukes I could see nothing but low cloud and heavy rain, blimey, what a way to start a road race, even worse as we stood in the Buchlyvie lay-by waiting for the Commissaire to give his pre race talk and the rain started, bad enough racing in it but standing around in it is worse, however the rain never came to anything apart from some puddles near Port of Menteith and Aberfoyle, how lucky we were.

We rolled out for a very long neutralised section as the service vehicle for our V40 race had got lost so racing wasn't permitted until nearly at Arnprior. As we approached the short sharp climb into Thornhill Jason and myself had a wee dig just to make folk smart hopefully hurt their legs, if nobody chased then we would just ride off into the distance, it wasn't to be and the field was all back together again. A few attacks came and went, nothing really sticking, Jason was always mixing it and looking super strong, he got away in one break which lasted for a few miles but yet again got pulled back in.

Before the race Jason and I chatted about some tactics, I've ridden this race for numerous years so witnessed how and where breaks go, one place is at the top of Flanders as the riders are suffering after 50 miles and 6 to go, so we decided if things were still together one of us would make the move over the top, what made this plan even better was it all took place into a head wind. Second time up Flanders everybody was in the gutter, I was feeling good but didn't want to move too soon, half way up I moved out and started riding up the outside of the strung out bunch to get to the front just before Ward Toll as one rider swung off the front having done enough towing, Jason saw me and launched one of his attacks, I 'plugged' the gap between riders which potentially delayed any counter attack then went myself bridging over to Jason with ease. Unlike some lesser category racing I went straight to the front to help Jason as much as possible burying myself all the way to the top of the Flanders climb and hurting many in the process, Jason said he was holding 450W on my wheel all the way up so we were certainly putting the hammer down. No sooner had I got to the top and Jason put in another electrifying burst of speed which only two riders could match. I let this break go, with nobody able to bridge over to them I recovered for a while then went again in the hope I could get over to the three man break and help Jason, I was closing in but looked round and there were just too many riders on or near my wheel so sat up, I wasn't bringing the field over to the break my club mate was in. It was now time to stall and follow any chases so that Jason had the best chance possible in achieving a win.

As we approached the Smiddy roundabout at one mile to go all that was left was the climb up towards Killearn, at this point I could see one of the three man break was slightly ahead of the two others but unable to tell if it was Jason or not, the usual bunch habble took place with riders everywhere, as usual I waited for the sprint to start rather than believing in myself and starting it off myself so by the time I was up to speed it was too late to do any damage and rolled home in 12th. As I caught up with the three break away riders I was keen to hear who had won and very pleased to hear it was Jason, he had managed to find yet another burst of speed on the climb to jump away from the other two winning by a 2 second margin. This victory was certainly deserved as Jason was one of the main aggressors throughout the race.

The V60 race ran amongst the V50s and ladies fields, this was set off 10 mins behind the V40 race, in that race David Lang finished a respectable 4th, concluding a very successful days racing for GWCC

RTTC Ferryhill Wheelers 25ml TT, North Yorkshire(by Jamie Drever)
Date: 14th August 2011


With my wife Alix away for the weekend at a hen party there was surely only one thing for any self-respecting young man to do. Unfortunately having run into some good form after the Team TT champs I was not thinking sensibly so a weekend painting Glasgow red would have to wait.

Instead I drove 186 miles to North Yorkshire to enter an RTTC 25ml TT. I was hoping for a big improvement to my PB of 58:13, set last year after taking a wrong turn on the West Ferry course. I made sure during the drive down to keep hydrated which improved my acquaintance with the service stations along the route. Either I had a nervous TT bladder or I was drinking too much! Anyhow, once arrived and warmed up I took to the line with good legs. I'd been assured that the 2pm time of the event was at a time of reduced traffic.

Joining the A19 after half a mile of riding I found this difficult to believe. I know that a lot of the events down south take place on drag strips with many purposefully choosing times to maximise the drafting effect from busy traffic. I have to admit that any complaints about the West Ferry course seem petty by comparison. With strong side winds I don't think I even gained any benefit from passing traffic and the two draggy sections on the outward journey to the turn certainly slowed my average speed. This is not known as a quick course and demands repeated gear changes. My speed varied from a low of 18mph on the steeper drags to 41mph going down the same section on the homeward leg. In fact during the last third of the course I seldom dropped my speed below 30mph. I finished strongly and felt I rode well, though possibly could have been a little quicker to the turn. My time of 56:12 was however a strong PB and placed me 8th. The winner, Harry Armstrong of Berwick Wheelers posted a blistering 52:52. I'm hoping to finish the year on a high with the season's remaining time trials.

Full results at RTTC results page

2011 Track League (by Graeme McBride)
Date: 10th August 2011


This year's track league at Meadowbank is my first taste at competitive cycling. At the beginning of the year I had to go through the rigmarole of gaining accreditation (a feat in itself) but once achieved I could then compete. My first meeting at Meadowbank was very nerve wracking, mainly due to my fear of falling off which can I say hurts tremendously... "FRICTION BURNS!!!" But when the gun fires the cycling bug strikes and it's the same in your first race as it is in your twenty-first. It was a twelve lap points race with sprint points available every four laps. For the first 3 laps I hid in the bunch unwilling to take a turn at the front, which most of you would know to be true if you have ever been out on a club run with me. The bell sounded for the sprint lap and I rose up out the saddle and went for it and to my surprise I had taken top points and it happened again at lap eight and again at the finish clinching my first win (beginners luck). Every track league I have raced in this year has been a stepping stone for me from the power packed three lap sprints to the forty lap nightmare (For me anyway) and not forgetting the testing tactical affair of the Devil elimination race but each race serves a purpose and gives you a different set of skills and week after week I have progressed moving up in class and competing well against some good track riders. I have gained invaluable knowledge from racing on the track, from winning races to being tailed off the back of the pack and watching the power packed team of sprinters from the City of Edinburgh hurtle past at 40mph+.

I can't say enough to thank Tommy Banks without him this year's track league wouldn't have been as successful, from helping me fix my position to laughing at me the first night I tried the rollers, YES LAUGHING, that includes Mr Macleod and my own father but I have to admit it was really funny. Every race this year he has been there, well every night it wasn't raining, giving invaluable knowledge from his extensive library he is a tremendous asset to the Glasgow wheelers and I would like to say thanks. The Glasgow Wheelers have a great opportunity to become a force in track cycling, we already have a great rider in Jonathan Cosh and I hope him and I can put a serious dent in the ranks of the sprinters in the City of Edinburgh team. It is a tremendous sporting spectacle and one that any cyclist would enjoy. The only way is up and I can't wait for next year

Scottish Team Time Trial(by Graeme Cockburn & Jamie Drever)
Date: 31st July 2011


One of the blue ribband events of the calendar was surely made for a Club sporting white jerseys with (ahem!) blue ribbands....

Before the national competition however the battle for the prized A team places had to be fought. The Ian Walls TT was the decider, 3 weeks before the team test. Several B riders were shaping up nicely in the immediate build up to the test which promised an exciting showdown for bragging rights! Graeme takes up the story of the A team's ride with Jamie detailing the effort of the B squad.

The A team (Jon, Kristoff, Andy, Graeme) entered this event full of dreams knowing they had an outside chance of podium. The B team (Jamie, Craig, Jason, Tommy) had a strong line too with 3 21min riders (Tommy doesn't time trial!) and a strong road man. Both teams gave up time to train for this event knowing that good team work could conquer stronger but poorly coordinated teams, we even sought advice from our club nutritionist, Elaine Lowden, to get the best nutritional preparation, Elaine's advice was "don't change anything from the norm, its only another TT", if only we had listened to her. As it was some turned up like a headless chicken running in all directions worrying more about everyone else rather than themselves, we may be a team but its made up of four individuals, each one should prepare and warm up as they have done for every other TT but the occasion appeared to get to some of us. We also starting eating things we wouldn't normally eat just before an event which would come back and haunt us within the hour. There was so much we should and shouldn't have done, however we'll learn from it and come back stronger next year.

After the drive round to familiarise Jon and Kristoff with a route they had never seen before we got down to our warm ups then rolled out in plenty of time to make our start, or that would be the case if our start time was as I thought it was, we couldn't believe it as we rolled up to the line asking what team was up next only to find it was ourselves, stupidly I had given everyone the wrong start time and more stupidly they all agreed with me, however we got away with it......just. Off we went, blasting into junctions like men possessed, our support team in the following car said we looked very ragged which isn't good as ragged won't be fast, down the Freuchie Brae stuck behind some cars so unable to get the max performance out of the hill, up to the first roundabout at 8 miles and everything appears good, through the roundabout and the first crack appears, Kristoff is off the back with Jon nursing him back to Andy and myself, I put it down to losing a wheel as we committed through the roundabout, another mile and its obvious something is up with Kristoff, he is coming through weak and unable to hold speed for long, "try having a rest at the back" we say but its only too apparent something is seriously wrong so the decision is made at 10 miles to go on without him.

The three of us continue still fully committed, with a good performance we are still in with a shout but it needs all three to be on their A game. Approaching Lindores at 12 miles I'm aware that I'm doing an exceptionally long stint on the front so much so I actually wave whoever is on my wheel to come through, it was Jon, apparently he had tried to come through on a few occasions but couldn't. This was the final nail in our coffin, without all three performing there was no way two could do the work of three so we had to make the best of it and persevere by protecting Jon from the worst of it so we all made it up the final climb of Freuchie Brae and to the line. We achieved this but finished in 58.54, about 3 mins outside what I had hoped for and in a lowly 11th place but it could have been a lot worse if it wasn't for a super strong ride by Andy. To add insult to injury we heard our B team had finished in 58.22 for 5th place and some money, which hurt more than the TT.

In all honesty we weren't far off our ability, medals were well out of reach with bronze being 56.29 but 4th was only 57.48, nine teams were within 68 seconds of that time which shows how closely bunched the field was, if we had prepared for this event as we would any other event and ridden as a unit all the way round I firmly believe 4th was achievable, however we now have the burden of the B team having us on their mantle piece until next year, can we cope with this?A huge thanks to Ali Clarke for driving our support vehicle, Elaine Lowden for being our mechanic and Tim Drysdale for being our neutral observer in the Granite City team car, all appeared to enjoy the experience and hopefully took something from it.

The B team's preparation ahead of the event was good and uncomplicated. The squad's non-participation in the jittery round of pre-event group emails was telling. We didn't need to debate "disc or deep section?", the need to drive around the course in advance, support vehicle requirement or what average speed we should ride at. We had simple rules of ordering by rider size and very close communication to pre-warn others of any struggle. Tommy took to the start line for the team after a hard race in the EK RR the previous day. Also limited by his road bike, this was always going to be a tough ask. With fresh legs and an aero set-up there is no doubt Tommy would have been a real asset but unfortunately on the day he was only able to last to the 8 mile mark. The remaining 20 miles were ridden extremely tightly by the surviving trio. We had several hold-ups with traffic at round-abouts and a close escape with a right-turning caravan. This lost us some time, though I'm sure most teams have similar stories to tell. Catching Edinburgh Road Club for 4 minutes was a sign that we were on a good ride. We emptied the fuel tanks before the line, each of us contributing strongly. Craig and Jason both thought I was riding strongly but I thought exactly the same with their performances. As the times appeared on the leaderboard we were holding firm in 2nd place for a long time. As the times came in we knew that a decent top ten finish would be our reward. Fifth place however was brilliant. The fillip of trumping the A team was also sweet! I strongly believe that we would have been close to the podium had we had a fresh Tommy or a well-behaved A teamer. I was amazed that our three riders finished the 28mile course only 1m50s behind a Dooley's quartet who individually would typically finish 4minutes plus ahead of each of us in an individual effort. This was one of the most rewarding events I have competed in for a long time. Roll on next year. For myself and Jason, two consecutive 5th places in this event hint at a sweeter 2012. We also need to remember we have accumulated two sets of riders that would be the envy of most clubs.

Ras de Cymru (by David Griffiths)
Date: 25th July 2011


The Ras de Cymru is a 5 day, 6 stage race held every year around Newport, South Wales. The regional A race has a field of 100 riders, and consists of teams of riders from throughout Britain, and beyond! The race is co-run by the University of Newport, and excellent half-board accommodation is available at a good price at the campus in the little village of Caerleon. This year the race took place from Wednesday 6th to Sunday 10th July.As the Wheelers were unfortunately unable to enter a team, I entered as an individual, but as the race organisation gives priority to team entries, my entry originally wasn't accepted. After several emails, I was eventually down as the first reserve, practically guaranteed a ride. It wasn't until the night before the race that my participation was confirmed, but I was already packed and ready to go. Once I arrived at the Carleon Campus, where I was staying, I attended the briefing, before signing on and meeting my 2 team mates for the race, 2 other reserves who just happened to be Daniel Davies (a very good local rider) and Gruff Lewis (Welsh Champion!). I was happy with my team!

Prologue The race began with a 4.2 mile prologue on Wednesday afternoon, on a rolling course, finishing on a ¾ mile climb. Normally, this would have suited me perfectly, but I was feeling a bit under the weather, having worked hard the past 2 weeks and suffering from a cold. After cycling to the race start, and testing out the climb (as steep as Cuilt Brae in places, but longer), the time came to set off. The course began with a short descent, then a bit of a drag, which I powered up, another short descent led to another incline, and after that a 2 mile descent, all into a strong headwind. I was mindful to save myself for the climb, and perhaps didn't push enough on the descent. The climb began with a turn off the road, which wound back on itself. I didn't take the corner properly, and ended up coming to almost a complete halt, before grinding it out up a steep incline. I could tell I was going into the red too early, so I sat down, and spun an easier gear, passing the 1k to go sign, until I saw the 200m to go. I then got out of the saddle and smashed it as hard as I could, sprinting over the finish line. However, I was nowhere near tired enough at the finish, and realised I should have upped the effort quite a bit sooner. My computer had also decided to malfunction half way up the climb, so I had no idea of my time, though I was dreading seeing the results sheet. Once the results came out, I discovered the ride hadn't been disasterous, given my condition - I was in 36/100 place, 1:18 down on the GC. My team mates had done better, Gruff Lewis (Welsh Champion) in the top 10 and Daniel Davies in top 20.

Stage 2 The second stage was a 60 mile road race - 6 laps of a rolling course, with a short, steep climb at the end of each lap. The race was over an hour's drive away, so I shared a lift with Port Talbort rider James "Tank" Lewis – quite a formidable sight at 6'7" and 105kgs! His driving style made being a passenger in our club captain's car seem pretty tranquil, so that got the adrenaline flowing! The race began, in the rain, with a 4 mile neutralised zone. This was very sketchy, with a lot of 'woahs' uttered by the riders. This made it very hard to stay up at the front of the 100-strong field. Once the race got underway, I slowly worked my way to the head of the race, just in time to see the break of the day forming. I was feeling good and could've bridged the gap, or pulled it back, which I began to do, when I spotted the jersey of Gruff- my team mate, so in the interest of the team, I sat up on the front, and let the break go (it pained me greatly to do so!). For the rest of the race I sat at the front of the peleton with my team mate Dan, and together we chased down every single attempted bridge, protecting Gruff. I felt invincible, and perhaps was a bit eager in my chasing, bridging a 50m gap, and catching the lead riders on the climb, as on the last lap I began to tire. I drifted to the back of the peleton, and before I knew it, we were at the foot of the climb. I put in one last effort, and passed over 30 riders on the outside, but then eased up when I got onto the wheel of Dan Pearson, newly crowned Welsh and British Junior champion, presuming that I would have the finishing time of the first rider in our group. It turned out that this was not the case, and looking at the results I discovered I had lost 11 seconds on the first man in our group, and was 26th overall in the stage. The breakaway got 2 minutes on the main bunch, and that meant I was now almost 3 minutes off the leader, 35th on GC. However, I was rather pleased with the day's efforts, as I had done a very good job protecting Gruff, who was now 9 seconds off yellow, having come 3rd in the stage, and winning a KOM and a sprint, and our team were now 3rd overall, 48 seconds back.

Stage 3 The third stage was a 60 mile, hillier day, comprising of 3 laps of a circuit with a couple of long drags, a mean hill of around 20% (much like the Kingscavil climb in West Lothian) and a very fast descent for a few miles. Even in the neutralised zone, it was evident to me that I had good legs, and I hoped I could do something for myself. The race stayed together for the majority of the 1st lap, and I stuck next to Gruff, our best placed man. The climb then came upon us, and the pace immediately slowed, some of the riders beginning to struggle with the steep gradient. Shifting into the largest sprocket, I pushed too hard on the lever, thinking I had an extra gear, and managed to shift over the cassette, despite having adjusted the limiter. Luckily, I managed to get the chain back onto the cogs, and continued to climb. As the climb reached its steepest, I got out of the saddle and stepped on the gas. Moving to the right, I began to make my way further up the field, and reached the top of the climb in the top 6 riders. On the fast descent that followed, I managed to stay at the front, and as the parcours flattened off, I spotted 'Tank' moving up on the right hand side, and immediately jumped onto his wheel. Before I knew it, we were motoring along at almost 40 mph on the flat, and had a considerable gap on the peleton! I gave it my all with a few turns on the front, and eventually we were joined by a few other riders, including Gruff, and Dan Pearson. With a break containing the Welsh champion, Welsh and British Junior champion and a 6ft7" monster, I was practically laughing! Unfortunately, we were deemed too dangerous, and after a few miles clear of the field, we were brought back. The next time up the climb, I was again at the front, and was commended by Gruff, who said try by all means to get into a break, but don't do any work until I had over a 2 minute advantage.

I didn't get away, but stayed at the front, and watched as 3 riders broke away singly from the peleton, with nobody chasing. Towards the end of the third lap, they had pulled away a substantial 3 minute lead. My job was then to sit at the front, and pick up the pace. The last time over the climb, I stuck with Gruff, and together with a local rider placed high on GC, we smashed it down the descent, sitting at 48mph, spinning out in the 53x11! We again got a gap on the main bunch, at the same place as before, but not for long. The race finished a few miles off the circuit, up 2 long drags and the pace was practically supersonic, sitting at 30 mph up a slight incline for a few minutes. My legs were screaming, but I stuck with every attack, thinking of the bunch sprint win. As we came to the turning onto the finishing strait, I was in the front 3 riders, and was praying for the 1km to go sign. Eventually, I spotted an orange sign on the side of the road, but instead of 1km, it said 3km! I’d misjudged the finish completely. I held the pace for another 2 km, but in the finale, riders began to pass me, and I slipped into the middle of the bunch for the sprint finish.

Stage 4 After the exhausting stage 3, most people would have loved to have gone straight to bed, but instead, we still had an 11.5 mile team time trial to go! The course was simple – downhill half the way, around a roundabout, and back up the hill to the finish. However, it was pouring with rain, with a strong headwind up the hill – not exactly favourable conditions! After a shower and a café stop, it was time to reluctantly set off. Our team were the last to start. The time trial started well, with all three of us doing hard turns on the front, and sitting at above 35mph for the duration of the 1st half. After the roundabout, into the wind and uphill, Dan and I soon began to flag, the day's previous efforts taking their toll. I pushed as hard as I could, as I couldn't let the team down. Gruff started making longer efforts, and eventually we reached the finish, completely spent. We'd given it our all, and just had to wait until the results came out. Even after the disappointing finish to stage 3, I was pretty pleased with the day's efforts, once the results had come out. Gruff had also finished in the main bunch in the road race, and our work on the front had helped to bring the break's advantage down to just 1.20, leaving Gruff still in 4th place, 46s off yellow after the time trial, in which we were 10th team – not too bad considering we didn't have an extra man to sacrifice. I had moved up 7 places on GC go 28th place. Unfortunately, we had moved down in the team classification, Dan having been held up, finishing a few minutes down on the 3rd stage.

Stage 5 The 5th stage was the hilliest day so far, with 2 large, gradual climbs, with extremely fast and difficult descents. The previous evening, I went to watch the elite circuit race in Abergavenny (and spotted a few familiar faces), which was fantastic, so impressively won by Dean Downing. However, this had hampered my recovery, and I began to suffer on the first climb, though was in no real danger of being dropped. On the descent, I was slightly too cautious, and ended up at the back of the bunch, though made my way to the front on the flat. A while later, the time came for the second climb, which I again suffered on, and ended up at the back of the front bunch, which I had made the selection for. I descended better this time, but then disaster struck, at a very tight junction, when the rider whose wheel I was following decided to come to a complete stop, holding me up. "What are you doing?!" I screamed. "Puncture" was the reply. I moved around the rider, and pushed on the pedals – a hard feat considering I was now in far too high a gear. Once I was up to speed, the bunch had gained a considerable gap, travelling at over 30 mph. I pushed and pushed, but the gap kept on growing, and my race appeared over. I was screaming with frustration, cursing the rider who had held me up, when I was caught by a group of 4 riders who had also had problems on the descent, one the former leader, now in the KOM jersey, who had had a puncture also. We worked together well, and eventually entered a long dual carriageway section, where the bunch was visible. Ever so slowly, we began to claw our way back, and finally regained contact. No sooner had we done so when things began to kick off, a 10 man break forming. At this point, I was just hanging at the back of the bunch, and didn't spot who had escaped. After a few minutes of survival, one of the commaisaire's cars pulled up, shouting over the microphone. I couldn't tell what he was saying, but I heard my number mentioned. This got me worried – had I done something wrong? After some more time, the car pulled up again - "David, Gruff's in the break, and the leader on the road!" Phew – good news! For the rest of the stage, I hung in the bunch, slowly making my way through the field. After what seemed like an eternity, the flamme rouge was in sight, as was the finish – a 300m, steep climb. As soon as we had passed 1km to go, 2 riders shot off the front – I didn't have the legs to follow, but at the bottom of the climb, I went for it. I pushed as hard as I could on the pedals, and passed all riders in front of me from the bunch, save for the 2 who had gone earlier, and got 13th place – I was very pleased with that. After the day's results came out it was confirmed that Gruff was in the yellow jersey, by a comfortable 27s, having got 4th on the stage. I had moved up only one place on GC, to 27th overall.

Stage 6 The 6th and final stage was slightly shorter, at 50 miles, but by far the hardest, finishing with a 3 mile climb to the top of the infamous Llangynidr Mountain, used by some of team sky to prepare for the Giro this year! I had rested well, and was looking forwards to the stage, as although my primary concern was to look after Gruff, I thought I'd be able to put in a good showing myself. The stage was mainly flat, and the pace was high, a break containing 'Tank' getting away on a fast descent. About half-way through the stage, Gruff asked me to do some work on the front, to prevent the gap going out and to try and pull back some recent escapees, so I obliged, got to the front, pushed on the pedals and focused on the road in front of me. I presumed that the rest of the bunch would adopt my slightly faster pace, but this was not the case, and the next time I looked around, I had around a 150m gap on the peleton, with only a Dutch rider behind me for company – oops! I immediately swung over, and he came through, wanting to work. I sat on his wheel, and told him why I wasn't going to work when he asked for me to come through. We remained like this for around a mile, when we came to another climb. At this point I could see 3 riders in front, so I gradually accelerated, and dropped my Dutch companion. I got to within 50m of them when I came to a descent, and realising I was not doing anyone any favours being on my own just in front of the bunch, I eased up, and waited for the main field to catch me. Once they had, I remained at the front, and worked to catch the nearest escapees. Once we had done this, I slipped back, trying to conserve energy, the efforts beginning to take their toll. Unfortunately, my legs began to feel worse and worse, and by the time we reached the bottom of the climb, I was completely drained, hanging off the back of the bunch. I could see that Gruff was at the front, and hoped he could stay there. The climb was a monster – with proper switchbacks, and a steep gradient. Flagging, I shifted into my easiest gear, and just about managed to turn the pedals, but with the horrible feeling of running on empty. I struggled on, and soon began to claw my way back up the field (which had shattered completely, stringed out in ones and twos), overtaking the remnants of the day's break fairly quickly. It was a horrible feeling, knowing that I should be able to make the ascent so much faster, but I plugged away, all the time overtaking more and more riders. After what seemed like an eternity came the 3k to go sign, and shortly after, slight respite in the form of a short descent, before the gradient increased again. Eventually we passed 1k to go, and then with 500m left, the road shot upwards, sitting at around 15%. I got out of the saddle and put in one last effort, using all the energy left in my body. I overtook several more riders, and eventually crested the hill, to end up on a false flat with 200m to go. After a brief sit in the saddle, I pushed as hard as I could, 'sprinting' to the line, where I just pipped a few more exhausted riders. At the top of the mountain, once I'd recovered and managed to talk to some of the guys I knew, it wasn't great news. Gruff had given it his all, but is no mountain goat at 5ft 10" and 80kgs, and had unfortunately finished over a minute down on some of his nearest rivals. He had lost the yellow jersey, and was unsure of his final position on GC. Disappointed and totally drained, I made the descent back down the climb, and ever so slowly, cycled the 10m back to the day's HQ. After a drive back to the university campus where I was staying, I met up with my father (who had driven 100 miles to collect me), packed the car, and made my way to the prize ceremony. After the prizes for individual stages had been announced, with was time for the GC. It turned out that Gruff had finished in 3rd place overall, still an excellent achievement and I was proud of the part I had played in that. The win had again gone to last year's winner – Mike Smith of team Corley Cycles. After the presentation it was time to thank the organiser, say farewell to my new friends and pick up a result sheet. My result wasn't catastrophic, considering my condition before the climb, and I finished in 19th place on the day – at least 40 places above my position at the bottom, but moved up just one place on GC, to finish 26th overall. I thoroughly enjoyed my participation in the Ras de Cymru, meeting interesting new people and experiencing great organisation, accommodation and impressive food. I would thoroughly recommend this race to any keen racer that enjoys suffering, and sincerely hope the Wheelers can get a team together for next year.

Over and out,

Davie G.

Ian Walls Memorial - 10ml TT(by Jamie Drever)
Date: Sat 16th July 2011


Organising stalwart Eric Easson again successfully hosted the Club's annual 10 mile time trial event, the Ian Walls Memorial on the fast West Ferry circuit. For several Wheelers participating there was the added incentive of team selection for the upcoming national team time trial championships to spur on a fast time. Conditions were mixed for participants with heavy rain and standing water for the early riders and drier roads for those starting later as the rain eased.

Personally I was aiming for a re-visit to the 21m times I'd last achieved at end of 2009. The last few weeks have been specifically spent on the tt bike so I felt I had a high 21 in the legs. A sticky outbound ride to the turn at Port Glasgow was not however producing good omens. A slight head wind and wet roads explained a slow 11:35 split time but the first mile of the return leg didn't seem to offer any improvement. Once passed the middle roundabout I managed to get on top of the 12 sprocket and was steadily riding at 30mph plus all the way to the finish line, the last few hundred metres being painfully slow as the seconds ticked out to give me a time of 22:08. Jon Clarke faced similar conditions and recorded a solid 22:00 ride, down on some of his earlier rides this season. Another rider plagued with testing conditions was Graeme Cockburn who has been in inspired form against the watch recently and has really been threatening to best his 2009 PB of 20:41. Fresh from taking the Club's Track Championship at Bellahouston Park on Wednesday night Graeme demonstrated his current high end speed with a storming 20:58 ride. He will be a real asset to the A Team at the time tt later this month. I don't remember another 20min ride by any Wheeler since I joined the Club in 2001. Other contenders for the A Team were also present on the start sheet. Kristoff Aksnes has been steadily improving and has been riding strongly at the Tuesday night training sessions. Andy Underwood meanwhile is now a proud father with limited training time but that hasn't stopped him making best use of the time he does have to train specifically (Jon is taking notes!). Even with the slight advantage of drier conditions, both Andy and Kristoff posted really impressive rides of 21:36 and 21:35 respectively, in Andy's case a new PB! The event settled the A team selection - Graeme, Kristoff, Andy and Jon will head up the A team with a strong B team of Craig, Jason, Tommy and myself.

There were a number of strong performances from the rest of the field. Iain Grant knocked in his usual mid-20minute ride to come 4th, Alan Thompson demonstrated the speed that recently brought him the Gold medal in the 50mile TT champs last month with a 20:32, earning 3rd place in the process, just behind Silas Goldworthy of Sandy Wallace who recorded a 20:24 - normally enough for a win. But the standout performance came from Johnstone Wheelers Benjamin Peacock, a newcomer to the sport but obviously a naturally talented athlete and a new challenger to the recent years' dominance of Arthur Doyle. The last 19 minute ride in Scotland came from the late Jason MacIntyre, so Benjamin's 19:53 was unbelievable. How much faster he'll be able to go, we'll need to wait and see! Our thanks again to Eric for hosting another great event.
Full results on Braveheart
Event photos by Paul Hornby

Arthur Campbell RR (Super6)
Date: Sat 2nd July 2011


The 3rd annual running of the Arthur Campbell Memorial cycle road race was held Saturday 2nd July as part of the Super 6 Series. This year's event, organised by David Lang and Glasgow Wheelers Cycling Club was again based around the A77-Stewarton Road (B769) circuit. The 85 mile course for the 'A' race was 5 laps of a rolling circuit which was used in the Scottish Championships last year. After numerous attacks and breakaways, a large group of around 15 managed to escape on the first lap. The group included four Endura Pedal Power riders, so when the gap grew to over a minute, this forced the other favourites, such as Matt Kipling (Team Raleigh), and James McCallum, (Rapha Condor Sharp), to work hard to close it down.
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