Though the weather looked a little sketchy at times during the 1.5 hour drive to Cobourg, by the time we arrived, the skies had cleared and the Sun actually came out. I registered, changed the tube in my front racing wheel, and did my warmup while Wes and Marek did the early race. They did quite well, actually, with Marek taking the final podium spot for 3rd place.
|Marek took 3rd place in the early race.|
My race started at 10:15. About 20 riders lined up for the start of the race. My plan for the race was to sit in the main peleton for the duration of the race and do what I could at the final sprint. I would watch for any breaks but, though I wanted a good workout to prepare my legs for the following day's race, I didn't want to overdo it. Looking around at the start line, I noticed quite a few cyclists from the Peterborough Cycling Club (PCC). I guessed that they would some riders to watch.
The race started on time and, sure enough, from my vantage point at the back of the peleton I could see that two PCC riders had attacked right away and quickly established a gap. I went to the front and closed the gap to the attacking PCC riders. No sooner had I closed the gap than an independent rider in a white cycling jersey attacked along with a Beaches Cycling Club (BCC) rider. I jumped on their wheel right away this time but once we had established a gap, it became clear that the other two riders weren't committed enough to maintain the gap and our break was shut down. It wasn't long again before another attack was made from the PCC team. I looked around to see who else was willing to close down the gap but, again, nobody seemed willing or able. I wasn't sure which so, again, I closed the gap myself. This became the pattern for the duration of the race. The net effect of the continuous attacks was that the main pack was split fairly early on leaving only about 10 of us in the front group, four of which were of the PCC team.
|Keeping a close eye on the pack. Four of the five riders to my right are PCC team members.|
As it turned out, both the independent and the BCC guy were part of the PCC team; they just had different jerseys. In other words, of the 10 guys in the front group, six were from the PCC team and working together against the remaining four, including me. You can imagine how that went. After a time, I figured out that the independent was of the same team but it wasn't until the winning break was made, which included the BCC guy, that I figured out that the BCC guy was also of the same team.
|The front group. The first 2 and last 2 in the photo are PCC members. Another 2 PCC guys are up the road.|
For the last 4 laps of the race, I pretty much shut it down. I had worked hard enough already and had no interest in pulling the rest of the way for the non-PCC guys who were not willing to work. The race had gone nothing like according to plan and it left a bad taste in my mouth learning of the two PCC decoys.
|I sat at the back of the pack for the last few laps.|
|Having some fun after the race and trying not to take myself too seriously.|