Thursday, 2 May 2013

Battle on the Border Stage 1


Oh wow, that was a hard day in the saddle. The day started slowly with a 10 o'clock race start. As we were riding down the Pacific Hwy under neutral no cars were allowed to stop to service riders therefore the race was stopped so everyone was able to start together. 

As the race restarted I moved straight to the front hoping for a break to go away, after 10km of attacking and being bought back I started to feel like I was struggling so I made the conscious decision to move to the back and relax. As this is my first tour I decided to make sure that I actually finish. After around 30km there was shouting and screeching I looked up the road and headed for the grass, a motorbike that was trying to move through to the front of the peloton had apparently stalled collecting a few riders before falling over and taking down even more. I followed the wheel of William Walker through the thick grass and back on to the road to begin chasing the front group back. Soon after the race was neutralised so that everyone was able to rejoin the peloton. For around 10km the race rolled through town after town with people parked on the side of the road taking photos as we passed by. Up and over the KOM was very quick the pace was touching on 30kph as we climbed up and over the hill towards the turn around. The pace seemed to steady as the road flattened out sitting on close to 45kph until we headed back over the KOM in the reverse direction. Second time over the KOM was in fact the steeper side yet the pace was no different. With a break of twelve establishing themselves over the top of the climb and that was the break for the day. As we descended towards the finishing climb the peloton stretched into a single file and just try to hold on. The road started to climb skywards and everyone started to slow. As this sort of terrain isn't really my cup of tea I decided to back off and climb a steady tempo to the top. This in turn played into my favour, towards the end of the climb I found myself creeping past person after person. As I reached the top I put in just a little dig to get myself past another four riders, overall it may not seem like much but it is a small person win. 

All in all the first day of racing of my first NRS tour was a seriously hard day. Time to recover and get ready for the next three days of racing. 

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