The first couple of days of the championships started to show me some things. Firstly that I am not a sprinter, not from a standing start at least. I don’t think I will bother competing in that one again. I did manage to qualify for the main race finals though. I didn’t feel like it went super smooth, but apparently it was good enough. The second day of competitions brought with it, in the evening after qualifications, the BMC uphill sprints. 750m of lung busting, going up a steep, mostly cobblestoned, road as fast as you can. To be honest though after I was finished I would have liked to have done it again. If I had known how close I had just gotten to winning a 12,000kr bike I probably would have, but instead I came 2nd and didn’t even get a pair of BMC socks, bitter.
After more partying and trying hard to avoid bad hangovers came the cargo race. I had kind of stopped doing cargo. It is a pain in the arse getting your bike to events and it means if you want to do the other fun stuff, and be competitive, you need two bikes. But the kind offer from Jimmi at Omnium Cargo to bring a bike down for me from Copenhagen was too good to say no to. The race course in Lausanne was brutally hilly, had some stairs, and was difficult enough on a ‘normal’ bike. It proved to be a blast in a sadistic kind of way on a bike with two kegs, a pallet and a 3m long oar from the 1950’s on it. The end result after 42 minutes of racing over 10km of course with 525m of elevation was a first and second place to Omnium by a clear margin and the start of a new era in cargo bikes. There were 25 bikes entered, a record as far as I know for a championship race, with one of the best laid out courses and manifests I have ever had the privilege to try.
Main Race final manifest
The main race finals were amazing! The organization was superb, the manifests both complex and crazy, and the support from the throngs of locals, volunteers, tourists and drunken messengers was fantastic. It left me with a feeling of wanting to just stop it all here and make this my last championships, because it would be very hard to top this one. I was 1st after the first manifest, then 2nd after the second, and 3rd after the third (sensing a pattern here?). It all got a bit messy after that and at some points I had to ask the checkpoints to read my manifests for me as I was having trouble focusing. When I finally crossed the line after th 6th manifest I got a big hug and was told I came in 3rd. About 30 seconds after that and a lot of emotion I got a hand shake from another guy and told that there was a discrepancy in my third manifest (over an hour ago), I had missed a stamp, and that I was disqualified. Shiiiiit. I was just a little gutted, but I had proved something to myself, I could figure this messenger racing thing out and that maybe I shouldn’t stop just yet. The finals for me took just over 3 hrs, in 45km and 1235m of climbing…
Jimmi came 2nd in the Cargo Race if you were wondering….
Sweet champions jersey from Cervo Rosso 🙂