Friday, 29 July 2016


The death of Alf from BCC was the motivator to dust off (quite literally) my track bike, and ride with a mate talking shit. I wasn't close with him, so this was less about honouring a top bloke, and more about solidarity with those grieving, and a splash of injecting some fun into life.

It seemed somewhat silly on the way home, riding deep carbon tubs, brakeless, in the wind and rain. I guess that just makes it even more appropriately inappropriate.

D: 21.61km
A: 128m

PMPW: 91kg

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