Our attempt to make it to the parking lot of of the Giro presentation.

Lots of spectators turned out, but were they for the cyclist? Nope, Alpina (a group that celebrates the military veterans) just happened to be in town on the same weekend. Coincidence, or a clever ploy by the race organizers to guarantee hundreds of thousands of spectators?

The crowds were thick and full of highly intoxicated Italians.

Our parade lead by the military.

The Frecce Tricolore painting the sky in Italy's colors.

]]> http://www.craiglewis.us/2011/05/09/giro-presentation/feed/ 0 http://www.craiglewis.us/2011/04/22/leige-bastogne-liege/ http://www.craiglewis.us/2011/04/22/leige-bastogne-liege/#comments Fri, 22 Apr 2011 20:26:53 +0000 Craig Lewis http://www.craiglewis.us/?p=1028 Here’s a photo tour from today’s recon ride of Leige-Bastogne-Liege.

On stage and surrounded by thousands of fans, not a bad feeling!

Trying to get to the team presentation of the Amstel Gold Race is not an easy task.

After the race is finished, the stress continues with the drive home.

Our director Valerio Piva planning the day's training route.

The Hove Malpertuus, owned by the family of Valerio's wife, is our hotel for the week.

Some of the best racing food of the year is to be had at the Malpertuus. This is just a sampling of the starters.

Overlooking the rooftop of the hotel Auberge Du Pécheur.

The Auberge Du Pécheur in the region of Flanders, Belgium. The team's residence during the spring classics.

The Valira del Nord river flowing through the center of Andorra la Vella.

Even though it's the end of March and we are heading out for a bike race, there is sill plenty of snow to be enjoyed in Andorra.

Le Seu d'Urgell, the starting village for the 4th stage of the Volta Catalunya.

Greenville once again proved to be a worthy host to the championships.  Each of the past five editions has seen wins from a number of fashions.  From sprints to long solo breakaways, a worthy winner has always been crowned here.  This year’s race was made even more unpredictable with the race radios being banned from the riders.  This added to the confusion, and forced teams to remain together at all times in order to communicate.

Ben King is a very deserving winner after the effort he put in yesterday.  Blazing temperatures wore down on the sluggish field throughout the day.  In the beginning, talk was of how slow and easy the race was.  “Easier than an training ride,” was heard throughout the bunch during the first hour of the race.  After that, there were few left in the race with the energy to do much talking.

It was a strange race, to say the least.  The required effort needed to close the gap to the leaders came far too late in the race.  Since not a single team was willing to take control of the race when it was still within reach, the gap to the leaders skyrocketed without them having to put much effort in.

I leave the race with mixed emotions.  I am happy to have the event in my hometown and proud to have such wonderful fans.  Yet, I am also happy to have the week behind me.  So much stress throughout the week, to just watch the race roll up the road minutes after we started.

Quebec is making a big push to host the 2015 World Championships.  The UCI President, Pat Mcquaid, was even on hand to view the course and see how it handled race conditions.  From the riders view, the course might be a little too tight in some sections, and there are a few too many potholes and manhole covers in my opinion.  Plus, adding another five to eight more laps to yesterday’s race and another thirty or so riders would make for a very demanding day on the bike.  Not to mention that the weather in Quebec in early October is questionable at best.

Today the riders and staff are in route to Montreal for the 2^nd race on Sunday.  After an early wakeup call we were all bused to the train station and boarded a chartered train for the 300-kilometer trip.  Like I side, the organization has everything dialed.  Our lives have been made as stress free as possible while here.

The weather in this part of the world at the moment resembles early winter.  Grey skies, passing showers and howling winds are ever present.  With the first race set to take place tomorrow in Quebec City, we are all hoping that the sun is able to push through the cloud-cover.  The course seems to be quite technical and undulating.  And if you threw in some wet conditions the race would be made in a matter of a few laps.

My first impressions of Quebec City so far are all positive.  The city is very beautiful, and is as close to Europe as you can possibly get, maybe too close.  Most locals really believe that this is France, and I have found that they seem to speak even less English than they would even in France.  Quite surprising as I sit in my hotel room watching Al Roker drive a streetcar through New Orleans on the Today Show.

Trittico Lombardo (Tre Valli Varesine, Coppa Agostoni and Coppa Bernocchi) and Trofeo Melinda used to be the races where the Italian World Championship team would be selected, back when Worlds were in August.  If you performed well here you would likely be part of the Squadra Azzurra. Now, even though these races play a minor roll in the Worlds selection process, they are still raced as if the rainbow jersey itself was on the line.  After Dan Martin (Garmin-Transitions) won Tre Valli Varesine the other day you would have thought it was the end of Italian cycling if you had glanced at the newspapers the following morning.  Italians are expected to shine here, and dominate these races in their home country.

The following day in Coppa Agostoni, the Italians blew the race apart from kilometer-zero, allowing only thirty-five riders to reach the finish line in Monza.  I was one of the many to hop in the team car in the feed zone, with my race long over before then.  A feeling I would like to soon forget and I hope to put that performance behind me come Saturday during the Trofeo Melinda.

Trofeo Melinda is held in the Trentino region of Northern Italy, and there isn’t a flat road in sight.  Maurizio Fondriest and Gilberto Simoni are from this area if that helps paint a picture of what kind of rider you’d be if raised here.  On our easy spin today we knocked out 1,000 meters (3,300 feet) in the flattest 1.5-hour loop we could find.  The race on Saturday will be more of the same, always going up or down.  Racing through endless fields of apple trees with only tiny hillside villages separating one from the next will make for a beautiful day.  I am just hoping to see more of the race from the bike than from inside the team car behind.

The Tour de l’Ain wrapped up last Saturday and I quickly, and happily, headed back to Spain.  I left l’Ain totally spent having raced over 2,000-kilometers in two weeks with tons of travel and a nagging head cold.  Not the ideal way to come out of such a big block or racing, but I am hoping a few days rest will breath some life into my body.

HTC-Columbia had mixed results during the week.  Coming close to winning two stages with Marco and Alex being caught just a few hundred meters from the line and placing Tejay high in the overall made for a solid week, but also for one of the few stage races in which we didn’t actually win a stage.  I felt worse by the day, and barely hung on to finish out the race.  Racing a week in Poland and then heading straight into another race filled with fresh riders made for a rough experience.  I am hoping my body bounces back in the next days and benefits from the race days.

Tomorrow will bring yet another travel day as I am off to Italy for the rest of the week.  Some very challenging races are in store.  Plenty of mountains are to be climbed and with these races being some of the final ones for the Italians to earn a spot for the upcoming World Championships in Australia they are sure to be fast.

There is a never-say-die mentality here.  Even the dropped groups, with no chance of returning to the front of affairs, race for every second.  There is no groupetto here.  No laughing bunch that soft pedals towards the finish only concerned about making the time cut.  From the kilometer-zero sign there are a fury of attacks, and even when the breakaway is up the road the fighting for position in the peloton never ends.

We have had the great, and rare, luxury of staying in the same hotel for the entire week.  The Mercure Hotel, in Bourge en Bresse, almost feels like home now.  Our bags are even fully unpacked, a feat I hardly ever achieve, even when at home.  The staff is well aware of our likes and dislikes, making life a little more enjoyable.  The chef knows not to even attempt to serve us his take on pasta that would be easier to eat through a straw than by fork.  Instead, we have been playing it safe with basic rice and omelets on most days.

With only two more days remaining, in what will be my last stage race of the year, the focus will now be on single-day races.  Starting just next week, I will be heading to Italy for a couple of tough one-day races in the mountains north of Milan.  And then on to Canada, and eventually, back to Greenville for one more shot at pulling on the stars and stripes in my hometown.