Monday, 16 August 2010

Goin' Italian...

So, I've always been a Shimano groupset man, but with the Colnago CX-1 now a fixture in my riding, and the old Dura Ace 7800 advancing in age...

Time for a switch! So, splashed out on a Campagnolo 11 speed gruppo recently (imported from Ireland thanks to the good sirs at Slane Cycles, from whom I'd also picked up my CX-1 frame) and after paying a little duty, it has arrived!

I decided to go with a mixed gruppo as follows:
  • Super Record Ultra-Torque Compact Chainset: mainly interested in the CULT bearings and the Cronitect bearing surfaces - no grease required! (a little oil may be used);
  • Record Ergopower shifters, front and rear derailleurs, and chain;
  • Chorus skeleton brakes (wanted the alloy colour) and cassette.
It will soon be fitted, and I'll be off on my first Campy-powered ride! Looking forward to it, and the learning curve that will follow. It'll be interesting to see what happens the first time I shift gears under pressure - will I revert back to the ingrained Shimano techniques, or adapt naturally to Campy? Time will tell.

Well, if I'm a bit slower whilst my brain rewires itself I can always spend the time looking at my Garmin Edge 500.

Garmin Edge 500

Went for the 'neutral' colour (black and silver) as the pic above shows - looking forward to getting it on the bike and spending many hours playing with its setup, and the data it gathers.

Ride Safe!

Tuesday, 27 July 2010

Le Tour 2010 - Au Revoir Le Tour, Now What The Heck Do I Do? : Stages 19 and 20

Watching the peloton circulate up and down the Champs-Élysées on Stage 20 of Le Tour, it was the old familiar feeling which gripped me: what am I gonna do now! It's hard to let go of the anticipation and thrills one gets each night when you know the Tour is on and another stage is up and running. It's a real downshift when it's done and dusted for another year.

Firstly, to a thrilling and tense Stage 19, the long 52 km ITT from Bordeaux to Pauillac. On a dead flat, generally non-technical course, it was anticipated that Alberto Contador would extend his 8 second lead over Andy Schleck to something pushing 1 and a half to 2 minutes. Seemed perfectly reasonable to me, given the past history of Schleck re: ITTs, plus his rather lackluster Prologue performance where he lost 69 seconds to Alberto, and that in only 8.9 kms. True, that was over a more technical course and with water on the roads, but still...

What transpired was anything but that, with Schleck dishing it out in spades to Contador, slowly eating into his meager 8 second lead, and at one stage appearing to actually take the virtual maillot jaune briefly after around 20 km into the stage. For a long time it was very close, with Andy appearing to be riding much more smoothly on the bike, whilst Alberto was continually having to pull himself back on his seat, being forced to ride sur le rivet to keep a hold on Schleck's times.  Over the last 12 kms, Contador slowly began to eke out some time as Andy tired, but it was slow going, and Alberto was suffering whilst Andy remained stoic in face and body.

To his credit, Alberto pushed on in the last 6 km and it was only here where he made notable inroads over a slowing Schleck, eventually crossing the line 39 seconds ahead of Andy, and 35th back overall. (Make of that time differential what you will - as many have pointed out, that was the total time Alberto turned around on Andy when the Luxembourger had the chain loss on the Port de Balès: personally I think there were other time issues of more 'concern': including the neutralization of Stage 2 where Andy stood to lose significant time, and his poor performance in the prologue).

The relative slower performances of the latter third of the field was a generalised one amongst them: the wind came up and turned into a significant cross wind/headwind, so Alberto's 35th place didn't mean much in the scheme of things. The changing conditions certainly benefited the earlier riders, time trial world champion Fabian Cancellara amongst them. He ran in some 17 seconds ahead of second placed man Tony Martin (another nice ride), and 1 min 48 sec ahead of Bert Grabsch in 3rd. A great win, but it would have been interesting if he'd gone late in the day with the changed conditions maybe? Well, maybe not either - he looked very strong.

In a superb performance, Denis Menchov of Rabobank started 4th to last and rode the wheels of his bike in the changed conditions to run over the top of Samuel Sánchez and grab his 3rd spot off him by a decent margin: the 'Silent Assassin' had made podium! (I was particularly pleased as I'd picked Denis to go 3rd in this Tour).

And so, onto the final Stage 20: the jaunt from Longjumeau to Paris of 102.5km, the first 49 of which are, by tradition, a chance for the riders to loosen up, flit about and gasbag with each other, and generally ham it up for cameras. Alberto and his Astana team mates quaffed the usual celebratory champers, others played silly buggers, and Team Radio Shack put in motion what turned out to be a rather shabby and ill-advised stunt regarding changing jerseys after signing in in their usual garb (the message of jerseys numbered 28 for the 28-odd million cancer sufferers world-wide was admirable but the execution was not. I would've been more impressed if the jerseys weren't readily identifiable with the Radio Shack logo - I guess sponsors and the Livestrong cause are insatiable PR demons).

Arriving at the Place de la Concorde, Team Astana lead the peloton over the finish line for the first time, and then it was pretty much every rider for himself up the Champs-Élysées. As per usual, a breakaway soon formed, peaking out at around 11 riders and 30 seconds advantage with 4 laps remaining, but it was slowly wound in by the teams of the sprinters, although team Lampre-Farnese Vini, protecting their maillot vert man Alessandro Petacchi, were more than happy to site back until late in the stage, wanting to let the breakaway suck up all the intermediate sprint points on offer, as the points race would come down to placings on the line between the top 3 contenders Petacchi, Cavendish and Hushovd.

HTC-Columbia did most of the work and swallowed up the breakaway just before arriving at the Place de la Concorde on the last sweep heading for the tunnel. Arriving at the flamme rouge, it was the now traditional lead-out chaos, with teams scattered about the place and the main sprinters basically with each other in a group at the head of the race.  Arriving on the Champs-Élysées, Thor Hushovd was getting a tow from team mate Brett Lancaster, and he was first to launch, but he was quickly swamped by Mark Cavendish on his right, and Petacchi on his left, and it was game over for the God of Thunder and his green jersey aspirations.

It was game over for all those interested in the stage win too, as Cavendish blasted away and won cruising. Petacchi stayed strong for 2nd ahead of Julian Dean, and by virtue of this earned himself the maillot vert.

Contador rolled in with the pack for Tour win number 3, with Andy Schleck in close attendance cementing 2nd, and Denis Menchov soon thereafter confirming his 3rd.

So, final results:
  • Alberto Contador the winner of Le Tour 2010 in 91:58:48;
  • Andy Schleck, 2nd in GC and the winner of the white jersey at 39 sec back;
  •  Denis Menchov, 3rd in GC at 2:01;
  • Petacchi winning the points classification over Cavendish and Hushovd;
  • Anthony Charteau picking up the mountains classification; and
  •  Radioshack winning the teams classification by 9:15 over Caisse d'Epargne and Rabobank.
For me, a tour I thought was excellent: wearing and tough, with a bit of controversy, some douche-baggery and preciousness, interesting stages (hope they keep the cobbles!), and a nice historical bent to it. Roll on the Vuelta and the World Champs in Geelong. And please hurry up Le Tour 2011!

Ride Safe!

Saturday, 24 July 2010

Le Tour 2010 - Wake me up – I've got Sprinter's Stage Sleep Disorder : Stage 18

I admit it - I caught some drooping eyes watching this stage!

After the excitement and drama of the climbing, the 198km of Stage 18 fom Salies-de-Bearn to Bordeaux was a real snore-fest for me, and my mind and body sneakily crafted to eek out some snoozy-time whilst the tedium prevailed.

I'm not even certain that the breakaway, who escaped early and held out until the final participant Daniel Oss (Liquigas) succumbed at the 3.5 km mark, were anything other than resigned to their inevitable fate: I'm pretty sure a couple of the 4 escapees were catching some beauty sleep whilst pedalling on auto-pilot (something that should be absolutely ingrained after close to 3 weeks of riding). A pretty much pancake-flat stage across some less-than-breathtaking scenery, plus an escape closely monitored and given no latitude by the sprinter's teams all day, saw my adrenaline levels plummet to just above life-sustaining!

So, here's the summarized version: small escape groups goes, said group never gains more than 3.5 min and is left dangling like a dead fish, sprinter's teams ramp it up with 30 km to go, Oss provides the faux 'will he won't he be caught' tension, peloton control techniques gradually fall apart in the run in to the flamme rouge, most sprinters are left to kill their own food, Mark Cavendish pisses on them all for an easy slowing-down win (a muted 'Yay' begrudgingly crawls out of my lips), Julian Dean comes in fast over the top of Petacchi who (thanks to a badly misjudged effort from a fading Thor Hushovd sliding back to 14th), regains the maillot vert and sets up a 3-way scenario for disputation of that jersey on the Champs Elysées between himself, Hushovd (10 points in arrears) and Cavendish 6 more points back again (I'm betting on Cav. to win this now), Robbie McEwen claims yet another 4th - surely some type of award requires bestowing! - and no change in the top GC places.

So, it's on to Bordeaux and the Stage 19 ITT over 52 km from there to Pauillac. Methinks one for the TT specialists who still have some leg and lung power left: it's dead flat, non-technical and ready to be muscled into submission by the huge-quad-ed freaks! Maybe some rain or wind will spice up the equation, although the interest still centers chiefly on Schleck v Contador, and also to see whether Denis Menchov can wrest 3rd and the podium finish from a likely sore and bruised Samuel Sanchez.

For those riding just for the views, apparently there are some nice vineyards to eyeball: the thought of a glass or two of the old vin rouge plonk might entertain lesser mortals seeking survival rather than glory in the solo format.

Ride Safe!