On Tuesday, I joined 12 Glendenes and several dozen other riders at North Weald Airfield for the weekly circuit race promoted by The League International.
The estimable Colin King showed me round the track, which is very different from Dunton. It’s not exactly technical, but it does have a tricky turn into the back straight, because the course gets quite narrow at that point, and a sweeping U turn at the other end, which is a lot of fun. Because the airfield is very open ground, the wind can be problem: Colin stressed that sheltering in a good mid-pack position on that long back straight is an absolute essential.
For the first few laps, I managed just that, but as the pace quickened, I found myself at the back of quite a long drawn out peleton. I knew that was no good and determined to move up, but, with everyone lined out, I couldn’t find a gap. Still, I was feeling pretty good and the speed was thrilling and… oops, I am on the front. Again! How did that happen?
With Colin’s words, and my own, ringing in my ears, I yoyoed back and forth between too near the front and too near the back, having a great time, but starting to tire pretty rapidly. At about 35 minutes, I followed the wrong wheel and lost a good three or four hundred yards on the bunch, but I managed to get back on pretty quickly, surging down to the U turn where the pack was forced to slow dramatically.
At 55 minutes I was off the back again, this time for good. I took a couple of slow laps, before pulling off the track to watch the finish. Even with the slow laps, my average speed was 23mph and I spent 57 minutes at or above threshold. With good recovery, and a bit more “race craft,” I should be able to stay in to the finish next time.
Chewed the fat with Barry, the Glendene captain, before heading home, for a total of three hours in the saddle.