Lea Valley CC — (not the) Giro d’Italia

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(not the) Giro d’Italia

Soren, Carsten and Barnaby were lucky enough to spend some time cycling around Italy while the Giro was on. Here is Soren’s report:

During mid-May, Barnaby, Carsten, myself and a bloke named Tom from ELV, ventured into the mountains of Italy for a 6-day training camp (2 of which were transfers to/from airport). We left a wet Gatwick airport and landed in 30 degree heat in Bologna two hours later. Following a quick change to lycra in the bathroom, we quickly assembled our bikes in the parking lot before heading straight towards the mountains where we would find our house for the week.  
Now, we hadn’t gotten to this point without much planning and organisation by Mr. Barford beforehand. Although he may at first strike you as a typical English “bloke”, he does in fact have deep roots in the land of Italy and even speaks the local language fluently (almost the same as Spanish)!  As we arrived in the airport, his father-in-law was waiting to transport our belongings from the airport to the house; in fact, his parents-in-law did not only provide us with transport assistance, but also the actual house we stayed in, local contacts, and cycle-appropriate food! I doubt any of those £1k+ cycling travel tours would have been able to top it. 

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On the cycling front, the first ride to the house was hot and we quickly hit the first ascent with hairpin turns. Carsten and Tom started out at a good pace and I decided to follow, only to realise about a mile in that I simply couldn’t keep up and that the “hill” would carry on upwards for a lot longer than the likes of Mott St at home. I dropped back to Barnaby who comforted me saying that he and I would ride together at our own pace.. About an hour later Barnaby had joined the peloton up front and I had become a one-man gruppetto. It was a wake up call so strong, that by day three I decided to shave my legs to shed weight where possible. In reality, I think I had been convinced to do the shaving when I saw Tim and Alex with their legs shaved at the cyclopark the week before – I had previously been under the impression that only Carsten and the pros did such things.  
The following two days were rainy and cold, but we still managed to do a 145k and 85k ride. We encountered a number of difficult climbs like the 4km Gombola at a 10% avg. climb; however, I think it would have been safe to say that the days to come would be even tougher. Simultaneously of course, the Giro was well underway, and we continuously reminded each other that the pros do even longer distances with more climbing than we did (+ an extra 10-15kmh on top of our pace), and for three weeks straight!

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We then had two days with stunning weather and beautiful routes. On day four we headed into Tuscany which, according to Carsten, is nothing less than heaven on earth. Complimented by long and winding climbs, it perfectly encompassed everything cycling is meant to be. The route took us southwards to Lucca (which had too many bloody tourists), and did a circle back passing through the historic climb of Abetone, where the Giro had passed through days earlier. The climb is about 16km with a not so tough average gradient, but difficult at times – there were still pink decorations on the way up and I even noticed the Coppi memorial from 1940 through all my sweat and tears. It was a beautiful moment and we celebrated with ice cream at the top :-)
Our last full day was also the day with the longest climb – over 30km to get to the highest point in the area, Monte Cimone. The kind of mountain that still has snow at the top in the middle of May! To be fair, it only had a few tough bits and was pretty forgiving overall. It turned out the real climb of the day would come at the very end, and only because we had taken a wrong turn and ended up back in the valley. At this point, I think everyone was getting well tired after some pretty tough days. Carsten, Tom and Barnaby had loads of fun throughout the trip attacking each other, especially on the last climb of each day; whereas I quite enjoyed watching the children play from the back. However, on the very last climb, my freshly shaved legs went into beast mode and I attacked Carsten and Barnaby from behind. Carsten quickly shut it down though, I honestly don’t think he knows how to lose (which is great, for him ;-) )  

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On a relevant side note:  A cup of coffee is strictly an espresso in Italy, something that I have now accepted as an ultimate truth in life. Generally, there was just something about espressos, middle-aged men in lycra, and lovely climbs that made Italy feel like the homeland for cycling!  
All in all it was a very successful excursion and I would definitely be interested in organising something similar (perhaps somewhere else) for next year. If we do it well in advance, people can get organised and we can make it an official LVCC trip. I am also sad to report that Barnaby was the only one out of the three of us sporting LVCC colours this time around, so it would have to be a rule that everyone brings the jersey!
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