SERRL Season Opener

The bell sounds and panic ensues. Riders surge forward and fight for position. I’m right where I need to be. Two men attack flying up the road. The bunch look around and start to chase

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Drifting alone, drifting. Why?

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A Los Angeles Festive 500

The sun beats down as our reduced group powers by ranches in the Malibu canyons. I’m hot and couldn’t be happier. My legs and arms are exposed to the sunshine, the pedals turn effortlessly. This could be high summer in the UK but it’s not; it’s a Wednesday, in December. As we turn a corner Mike looks over and says, “This is about as good as it gets”

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