One of the Legends of British track racing, Ron Keeble who in the 70’s was a multiple British Champion and Olympic medallist, has written his memoirs.
I started cycling in the early 70’s – Keeble and his GB team mates, Mick Bennett, Ian Hallam, Willi Moore and Rik Evans were all heroes of mine so when I saw that Ron had published his book, I was well up the queue to get hold of one.
Before I talk about the book I thought it may be good to re-run an interview I did with the man two years ago, it gives you a little about his background.
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This article was first published 18th October 2020
In recent years the ‘Big Two’ of Team Pursuiting have been the Australian and GB teams – before the Danes and Italians came along that is – but back in the early to mid-70’s the nations to beat were bitter rivals, East and West Germany.
Not just a clash of jerseys but a political and ideological battle; Eastern socialism v. decadent Western capitalism.
Both teams enjoyed a high level of Government support.
However, on their day a group of under-funded but driven Englishmen could challenge that German domination.
The Great Britain team took Olympic bronze in ’72; Worlds silver in ’73; tasted bitter disappointment in ’74 when on a world record ride and again took Olympic bronze in ’76.
We’ve caught up with Mr. Ron Keeble, who was in the Munich team which took Olympic bronze in 1972.
We kicked off by asking Ron if, had he been in the squad in ’73, he would have surrendered the rainbow jerseys as the GB team did.
In the team pursuit final the West Germans were ‘up’ on GB and seemingly headed for victory but hit a trackside official, crashed and failed to finish three men.
GB had won, the Germans were DNF but GB didn’t challenge the West German appeal that they had been ‘up’ at the time of the crash and had a commanding lead.
Had GB challenged the appeal they would have been world champions.
Evans thinks they made the right decision, Bennett doesn’t.
Your take on that please, Ron?
“Would I have let the rainbow jerseys go?
“No way!
“West Germany were DNF, the rules are the rules, they didn’t finish.
“In Munich in the semi-finals we were up against the West Germans and riding very strongly.
“The Germans had re-shuffled their team and brought in a former East German rider, the other three weren’t happy with the decision and they were a very tense group.
“The Germans started fast but we pegged them back; Willi Moore and Ian Hallam were very strong, they could ride on the front all day but Mick Bennett and I were fast finishers and I’m sure we could have won that ride.
“I always remember Eddie Soens shouting to us from trackside; ‘they’re cracking!’
“But Willi punctured and in the worst position, second in the line. Technically we should have been awarded a re-run because the puncture came within the first two kilometres but the officials wouldn’t have it.
“In the ride off for bronze we were faster than the East Germans were in their silver medal ride.
“Perhaps we wouldn’t have beaten the East Germans to gold if we’d made the final but I’m convinced it should have been us up there riding for gold.”
You won the White Hope Sprint competition for ‘up and coming sprinters’ in ’66 but chose not to pursue the sprinter’s path?
“No, but even before that I’d taken bronze in the Junior Sprint Championship at the Kirkby track in Liverpool.
“I’d had gastroenteritis the week before so wasn’t at my best – but the guy who won, Pete Jenner was head and shoulders above the rest of us.
“However, Eddie Soens said to me at that meeting that I had the potential to be a top sprinter.
“But I used to watch the distance races at Herne Hill track and my heart was set on riding the big Scratch Races of the day.”
Munich wasn’t your first Olympics, you were in Mexico in ’68 for the Team Pursuit.
“We had a fantastic team there; Ian Hallam, Harry Jackson, Ian Alsop and me.
“But the problem was that they only sent a six man team so riders had to ‘double up’ and Ian Alsop had ridden the Sprint competition the day before.
“Normally that wouldn’t be a problem but in Mexico it took so much longer to recover with the thin air and Ian was dying in the Team Pursuit.
“I remember him laying on the grass after his rides, gasping for oxygen.”
You were in the GB Team Pursuit team in ’71 too?
“Yes, we had Dave Lloyd and John Patston but it wasn’t what you would describe as a ‘knit’ team; Norman Sheil was coming in as coach but Tommy Godwin, the manager and Norman didn’t get along and there were disputes about how we should ride, who should do whole laps or half laps.
“It wasn’t until Willi Moore came in to the line-up that things began to gel – Willi was the Ed Clancy of his day, just so strong.
“Willi and Ian Hallam were the powerhouses whilst Mick Bennett and I were the fast finishers.”
Mick Bennett said that you, Willi Moore and Ian Hallam were the ‘Big Three’ – how did the team come together for Munich?
“Back then you had to forego races to attend ‘trials’ for the selectors to decide on the team selections.
“After the Worlds in ’71 when Willi came in we knew we had a proper team with four real trackmen.
“Coming in to Munich we had no real manager there was still animosity between Tommy and Norman with the latter away at the GP William Tell in Switzerland with the road team prior to the Games so we just got on with it ourselves.
“Ian Hallam’s brother, Stuart was there to help us, blow up tyres and rub Radian B on our legs but we were all on different bikes and had to buy our own tyres.”
You’ve explained what happened in Munich ’72 and it certainly seems you were worth at least silver in that competition?
“I remember riding against – and beating – the East German guy Richter in a 10 mile scratch at Nottingham subsequent to the Games; he said that he and his team mates were watching the semis and thought that they’d be meeting GB in the final.”
How much support did you get from the British Cycling Federation?
“Very little, at the Mexico Games we had no mechanic, I still have the letter telling us to bring three pairs of wheels and which chainrings we should take.
“My mum and dad had to pay for my tyres.”
You stopped riding internationally after ’72.
“I had a full time job and was married with a baby daughter, I had debts coming out my ears and whilst I had a sympathetic boss, he had to deal with my work mates complaints of ‘how come he gets time off?’”
But you came back with the 34 Nomads team domestically?
“I packed up after the summer of ’72 but in the summer of ’76 I moved house and started getting out on the bike again.
“The organiser of the 1977 Good Friday meeting at the Herne Hill track in London invited me to ride so I started training and won the Golden Wheel 10 kilometre Scratch from Tony Doyle and Dave Le Grys.
“In my ‘heyday’ I tried to win that race a number of times but never succeeded; I won all the classic distance races in the UK, except the Muratti Cup but every time I went up to Manchester to ride it the meeting was rained off.”
You became a ‘time tester’ too latterly and were pretty quick.
“I believe I was one of the first 10 riders to go under 50 minutes for a 25 mile time trial with a 49:24; I did 19:10 for a 10 mile time trial and had a 1:48 for a ’50.’
“Those were done in those ‘pre aero’ days – I liked time trials because you could do your race early then get home to have the day with the family.”
You were always a Geoffrey Butler Cycles man when it came to your machines?
“I found my first bike on a bomb site my dad had to weld it to get it rideable; I built it up with second hand equipment.
“My first ‘proper’ bikes actually had A S Gillott frames.
“I joined the 34 Nomads and remember being down at Herne Hill and watching the late Roy Cromack win the 1964 British 10 Mile Championship; ‘that’s what I want to do,’ I remember thinking.
“I won the last 10 Mile Championship before it went to 20 Kilometres so I guess I’m British 10 Mile Champion forever!”
With hindsight?
“I don’t think I would change much, I was always a bit of a ‘Mummy’s boy’ and married young – I met my wife in 1960/61.
“It would have been nice to have a coach though, to tell me what I was doing wrong.
“I did get offers to turn professional though, first with Clive Stuart in the late 60’s and then again after Munich.
“I spend most of my time in Spain these days and get out on the bike most days so I can’t complain.“
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That’s your introduction to Mr. Keeble then, and it’s safe to say that this is not your average cycling book.
His childhood stories would make a good movie – it would need to be in black and white though, to get the mood right, and perhaps a French director? Full of mischief and close shaves with authority, two things that would follow him throughout his life.
Then there’s his dad’s connection with characters like, ‘Mad’ Frankie Fraser, the notorious gangster.
The tales of colourful characters like Frankie abound, as do reminiscences of 60’s cool cars – like the Ford Cortina 1600E, few cars are more ‘cult.’
Ever-present in this book is the topic of money – or more specifically, the lack thereof.
There was no ‘lottery funding’ for Ron and his larger than life team mates and friends, racing and training camps had to be fitted in around holidays and unpaid leave; with work mates constantly moaning about, ‘Keeble’s time off.’
The lack of funding meant that in the 1968 Olympic Games the team travelled to Mexico with no mechanic.
Then there was the 1971 Worlds in Italy where the team took the slow train cross Europe to save £10/head.
And it wasn’t British Cycling who supplied the beautiful but fragile Clement ‘White Strip’ silk No. 1 tubulars for the Munich Olympics, rather Ron’s mum and dad.
Ron’s ‘serious’ track career ended after those Olympics, he simply couldn’t afford to continue; at 27 years-old his best years were still to come and with his talent and experience he would have been a huge asset to GB’s Montreal Olympic Team Pursuit ambitions.
But it wasn’t just Ron who had to curtail their racing due to financial constraints and it’s hard not to wonder what GB could have achieved had they had the funding of the French, Italian or East European squads?
His contemporaries are names I well remember from my youth and his fleshing out of men like Dave Rowe, Mick Bennett, Ian Hallam and Willi Moore is fascinating if you’re a cycling archivist (some might say ‘Saddo’) like me, albeit some of them will be ruing Ron providing, ‘too much information.’
And not just at domestic level; Keeble raced against and beat some of track cycling’s greatest ever names, men like Niels Fredborg, Pierre Trentin and Daniel Morelon.
Interestingly, he also debunks several cycling ‘urban myths’ which I’d long believed to be true.
I’ll spare you details on those, messy court actions aren’t my thing.
Ron takes us through his non-international comeback to the sport on the track, where he was regularly beating national squad members; and he reached a very high standard in domestic time trials over 10, 25 and 50 miles.
But despite his national and international success he was a man who never forgot his working class roots, he was no, ‘cycling snob’ and his story of feeling guilty because of the good quality food he was eating at a Czech amateur Six Day whilst local folks had to make do with inferior offerings says much about the man.
What’s also clear about him is that nothing is more important to him than family and friendships.
The book takes us right up to the present through his family, business and health trials and tribulations – and the dreaded Covid crisis.
The man has lived a life.
If you love 60’s and 70’s track sport and a good yarn, then this book is for you.
I liked it a lot – but just remember it’s a ‘self-published’ tome so a little rough around the edges but that’s no handicap to your enjoying it.
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Get your copy of ‘Ron Keeble – A Boy From The Elephant’ from ronkeeble@yahoo.co.uk or PM Ron Keeble on Facebook.
