Tag Archive for ‘Giro d’Italia 2010’
Apologies for not updating the site for a little while folks – we’ve both been very busy with our day jobs.
Ed has been clearing the decks before heading over to Italy to cover the Giro d’Italia shortly, and so to get us in the mood we thought you’d enjoy revisiting one of our diary articles from Stage 11 of last year’s race, a 262km haul from Lucera to L’Aquila, when a break of over 50 riders threatened to overturn the race completely…
We’re very pleased to announce that Garmin Transitions physiotherapist Toby Watson will be contributing articles to his new VeloVeritas blog.
Right now Toby is with the team on the Tour de France, and you can read about what it’s like to be working with a top team on the biggest race in the world, and the sense of drama and fun that are essential parts of the experience, on Toby’s regular updates.
Big Race: Small Race. Mid June has been and gone, and I find myself up in the northeast of Italy once again (Arona to be precise), this time at a couple of tiny one day races. We came through the same area for the finale of the Giro, where Ivan Basso turned the screws over the final few days to win the overall.
A significantly smaller proposition awaits us tomorrow!
If mountain biking is your thing, and you’re not really into road bikes, how – and why – would you end up working as a mechanic for a ProTour team?
We met Garmin Transisions mechanic Kris Withington recently on the Giro d’Italia, chewin’ the fat at the start of Stage 12 in CittÃ Sant’Angelo, and so we thought it would be great to find out the answer to that question, and discover a little more about this Giro, as well as life on the road with a top professional team.
We miss the turn for Rimini airport, the signage is dire, we’re late already, off at Rimini Nord, through the tolls, U turn and back down the other side of the autostrada, there it is, dump the car, limp to the terminal.
‘You’re baggage is overweight sir,’ abandon my shorts, T-shirts, carry my sweat shirt and jacket – still over, even though I can tell the bag weighs nothing like the 13 kilos they say it does.
Eventually, they relent and I’m through, I come through security looking like Harold Steptoe just finished his round…
We made sure we were in plenty time for the stage start today – our mission was to get pics of Diquigiovanni’s Cameron Wurf for Jered, but Cam didn’t arrive at the sign on before our appointed time of bolting.
We did get some pics of the lovelies that accompany the race – I’m not sure what they do, but who cares ?
Last night was a little bit of a culinary disaster; we had our hearts set on pasta but ended up with pizza – again…
The Italians are like any other race, there’s nice folks and not so nice folks – but in the main they’re friendly and helpful.
Until, that is, you stick them behind the wheel of a car – any car will do, doesn’t have to be an Audi or a Jag, a clapped out Fiat is fine for acting like a juvenile, aggressive, ignorant, petulant twat.
Stop at the lights and if you haven’t pulled a wheely within 2/1000 second of the lights going green, the guy behind will have an epi…
Boombah! Or, as we like to pretend that the Italians say, Opahhh!
So the last post I put through (earlier today) was 16km from the finish, and included a series of “hopefullys” all of which came to pass, meaning we won today! A great result for the team, and a super performance by the team.
United Nations of Awesome. We knew that the finish was a little tricky, so got as much info back to the big bosses on the road as we could, meaning that the boys could plan their attack well.
Double Figures. We’re now deep into the Giro, Day 10 in fact, and the cracks are starting to show! Firstly, there was a horrific incident of five of the team’s staff getting on the wrong side of some VERY raw, yet delicious steak, which fortunately didn’t lead to a team-wide outbreak of GIT problems. Thank goodness for Universal Precautions!
Secondly (and as ever, less importantly) the riders are now in the hurt basket pretty much permanently.
I was saying to Martin that I’m a bit worried, I’ve been wakening up feeling great – always a bad sign.
The trouble with my usual Giro partner in crime, Dave being back in Scotia and suffering from Giro withdrawal symptoms (he’s coming to le Tour, though) is that everything we write and photograph is subject to close scrutiny…
When I read folks saying that the Giro is better than the Tour, I have to shake my head.
The scenery in Italy can be stunning, sure – but like yesterday, it can be ghastly, too.
The Tour is exactly the same, for every Riviera, there’s a retail park…
Once you have your creds, you feel better, it’s a relief to hang that pink lanyard round your neck and stick those big lumps of sticky back plastic on the wind screen.
The Giro and the Tour are so different; creds at the Tour is a big, officious production but at the Giro, it’s so much more laid back – and the guy on the PC likes us, so we get free Giro laptop cases.
It was a red letter day, today; we met Richard Pestes – your actual Pez – for the first time, along with the wife and children…
Come sta ?
Viareggio on the west coast of Italy, 06:30 Saturday May 15 and VeloVeritas is on the Giro – well, not quite, we have our credentials to collect from the Gazzetta camper van, this morning at the stage start in Carrara.
The trip down wasn’t too bad, Edinburgh to Luton, then Luton to Pisa – there was an hour’s delay at Luton, but we were on Easyjet, so no one gets too stressed.
Albeit there was a nasty moment at the security check in Luton – “the transparent plastic bag you have your toiletries in is too big, sir’ said the official…
4hr Race. Yesterday was the Teams Time Trial (TTT) a 33km shot through northern Italy where teams departed five minutes apart and raced the clock up the road. The order of starting was based on the overall standing of the best three riders from each team, with the slowest team going first, and the team of the race leader going last (regardless of how their team was faring).
My job for the day was to check the time splits of our boys relative to the teams who had ridden before them. There was only one official time split provided by the race, and we wanted to make sure our boys got as much info as possible. I thus had to drive up the road behind one of the earlier teams and then start the clock.
The Giro d’Italia version 2010 has begun. We started racing up in Amsterdam (which, while not technically* part of Italy, was a cool place to start racing from) with a time trial, followed by two road stages. The start of a Grand Tour is always cool — the whole team starts to find extra gears, and the organisation is singing by start time. Despite (or because of) this, the riders get edgier and edgier, and so “transgressions” that wouldn’t have even resulted in a batted eyelid days earlier suddenly become monumentally important. Fun.