Martin is our Editor, Web site Designer and Manager, and concentrates on photography. He's been involved in cycling for over 40 years and has raced for many of them, having a varied career which includes time trials, road and track racing, and triathlons. Martin has been the Scottish 25 Mile TT and 100 Mile TT Champion, the British Points Race League Champion on the track, and was a prolific winner of time trials in his day, particularly hilly ones like the Trossachs & the Meldons.
The current state of British cyclo-cross is perhaps similar to how the road scene was before the days of Peter Keen, lottery money, 'the Plan,' David Brailsford and Sky came along. No real development system, just the odd talented individual who forces their way through. The juniors have fared better; with both Stuart Marshall and Roger Hammond bringing home rainbow jerseys. Marshall faded away; whilst Hammond went on to have a long and distinguished road career - with cyclo-cross taking a secondary role in his programme. But the rider who perhaps aroused the most excitement was a tall young man called Chris Wreghitt.
So I've been meaning to put together a blog post of my latest experiences of life here in Flanders. This season has certainly had its ups and downs, but all this seems rather irrelevant after the events of this week. Cycling indeed has its fair share of tragedies and the death of Wouter Weylandt in Stage 3 of the Giro this year is another one added to that list.
The last time we spoke to 23 year-old Aussie, Luke Davison he was burning up the kermises back in the spring. But now that it’s winter he’s back on the track and just keeps on winning. He was third in the omnium at the Manchester World Cup to new Belgian track flyer and Gent Six Day winner, Jasper De Buyst but turned the tables in the recent Mexico World Cup, relegating De Buyst to third and taking the honours.
We spoke to him as he made the long journey back from Central America about the event which either fascinates you or leaves you cold. I have to admit, it’s sucking me in . . .