There is something about training camp houses which just set them apart from any other house. You truly have to be part of one to get it... Everything from the washing hanging up on any available hook or thing that works as a hook, to the total bombsight in the kitchen because everyone is too … Continue reading Anatomy of a Photo: The Team Camp House
Before I announce my plans for next year, I have to say some thank yous to everyone that has got me to where I am now, so in no particular order... Clive - The guy that started it all. We met when the Tour Series came to Ipswich back in 2013. Just an old guy … Continue reading Chapter 2 – Prologue
If you haven't already caught up, I have been blogging all of our antics here in Majorca. Check out the principal of the camp here! Day 5 - CAFE With a good progression of rides since the start of the week, it was time for a cafe day! The best day of the week for … Continue reading Majorca 2k17 – The Final.
Thanks for all the views on the last post. I have to say I think it is by far the best blog I have written to date and it appears you guys liked it too. Love you guys. x With the general health of the house starting to improve, we upped the volume a little … Continue reading Majorca 2k17 – Going uphill
This is probably going to seem very strange. Like really, really strange. But I haven't come here to Majorca to do a massive week. "OMG", "Ollie why are you wasting your time", "Train harder dammit!". Yeah I hear you. That was sort of my initial thoughts. But now they have passed... This trip has flipped … Continue reading Majorca 2k17 – The Backwards Training Camp
With my end of season break over, today I start training again for next year. With the winter kit now at the top of the draw and the winter bike built and ready to roll, it marks the change to long steady miles and off the bike gym work. Both thinks I really enjoy about … Continue reading And it starts again!
When posed the question, "is there actually anywhere cool in Ipswich?" by a good friend, that set my brain thinking. My initial response was, "pfft...cool? In Ipswich?!" But then i thought back, to this little spot i used to go as a kid. It's called Nacton Shores and is a quiet little beach with a … Continue reading A cliff full of nostalgia