You students of track cycling out there, which was the year the mighty GB squad won their first team pursuit world title.
Did you say, 2005?
Then you’d be wrong.
The GB team pursuit squad won the event some 30 years earlier, in 1973 but ‘gave away’ the title.
This is the story of one of the team and that huge decision to let a world title go; from the precocious talent that was Rik Evans.
British schoolboy, junior and senior champion – and a world champion whilst still in his teens but lost to the sport with most of his music still within him.
It was a different world back then though; ‘amateur’ meant exactly that and there were no team psychologists or ‘mind mechanics’ to tell you how to keep your ‘inner chimp’ under control. Here’s Rik’s story.
Do you remember your first race, Rik?
“Yes, very clearly.
“It was early May 1966, and – no surprise for that era – a 10 mile time trial.
“I was only 11 years-old; a couple of weeks short of my twelfth birthday, and my time was 30:47, which I was told was ‘very promising’.
“This was on a bike that I’d assembled from bits and pieces I’d found, mainly on bombsites, which were used at that time as unofficial public dumping grounds.
“There were still quite a lot of them around the London area in those days, and there was usually a good selection of wrecked bikes with usable parts on them.
“I became very handy with an adjustable spanner.
“The bike I’d made was basically an old roadster with chunky tyres, steel rims – steel everything, more or less – and I’d managed to scavenge some drop handlebars from somewhere (no handlebar tape though) to make it look more like a racing bike.
“I painted it red the day before the race, which seemed like a good idea.
“The trouble was that the paint wouldn’t dry.
“It wouldn’t even set properly, so it remained tacky and had ‘curtained,’ forming drapes of irregular ripples in various places, particularly along the top tube.
“Anyway, I won my first ever medal that day, for the handicap prize.”
You were very good very quickly – British Schoolboy Road Race Champion in 1969 and Junior Road Race Champion in 1971.
“It’s true that I was good quite quickly, although when I started massed start events in early ’68, I kept getting “dropped and was having a rough time of it to be honest.
“Nevertheless, by the time the ’69 season came along I’d developed a winning mind set.
“I approached races with the attitude that they already ‘belonged’ to me, and that other competitors were just trying their luck in attempting to take what was mine.
“For whatever reasons, that’s how I was then, and I’d done the work to pull it off.
“But I think that so much of success, in this sense, is down to luck; what you’re given.
“Natural aptitude is either there or it isn’t, and equally, the circumstances and environment you find yourself in are whatever they happen to be.
“At that time, the south-east London scene was an ideal environment for any youngster wanting to make it in the bike game.
“The racing scene was ideal: track racing twice a week at Herne Hill, criteriums at Crystal Palace, also twice a week sometimes, and a lot going on in the outer London area as well.
“Most importantly though, were the other riders who were around, and the unpaid individuals who got it all to happen and gave advice.
“I had a very strong cohort of contemporaries around me.
“And they were just that bit older and more developed than I was; many of them national champions: Dave Carter, Alan Upcraft, Steve Heffernan and many more.
“That really helped to motivate me.
“I also had a lot of support and encouragement from established elite riders like Ron Keeble and Reg Barnett, both multiple national champions and Olympians.
“I admired them enormously, and to have their individual attention and practical support was pivotal.
“And along with that, as a 14 year-old I was out doing 200 km training rides with the likes of Tour de France rider, John Clarey, and top pro, Reg Smith.
“So yes, with those circumstances being what they were, and with more than my fair share of natural ability, it would’ve been remiss for me not to do well.”
And you were very successful in junior races on the continent in ’72.
“That was an interesting episode.
“For the first three months or so of that new season in ’72, I had to continue in the junior category until my birthday at the end of May, and I really didn’t want to.
“I didn’t want to wait months to start racing with the seniors, so asked the BCF to grant me a senior licence before I was 18 years-old.
“I was reigning British Junior Road Champion and wasn’t going to be challenged enough in junior races.
“This was a parallel situation to the beginning of the 1970 season when I was reigning schoolboy champion, so a similar scenario.
“On that occasion they did grant me the junior licence early, but this time they refused to play ball.
“This was no good, so I saved up some cash, and as soon as I could, I took myself off to Holland to find something more testing to get my teeth into.
“I’d become de-motivated in England, and getting to Holland gave me a massive boost and took my performance and self-belief to another level.