Hey all,
Just got back from the road race, have had an incredible day. Didn't end up tweeting after my phone buried itself trying to find signal. I was stationed about halfway up a small climb just after Box Hill, coming straight after a descent.
With 2 hours to go, we arrived on the roadside. With hedges either side and just a small bit of space, we were only one person deep. I was there with 5 others from my family - my dad, brother and 3 cousins. Even though the race wasn't scheduled to come through for 2 hours, over-zealous stewards insisted on us remaining inside a 20cm zone at the side of the road for the 2 hours until the race actually arrived.
Needless to say, when a steward came along, we would all press up against the hedge for about 5 seconds and then return to our original positions. By the time any actual racing came along, the atmosphere was absolutely fantastic. There were huge cheers for everyone, especially the British team on the front, but throughout the entire peloton and for the stragglers too - impressive from such an openly partisan crowd.
As much as I am a fan of him, I was sort of adopting "anyone-but-Cav" policy. To see him wearing the gold helmet for the next 4 years wouldn't quite seem right, though of course if it ended as a sprint I would want him to take it. Great Britain rode what seemed to me to be a very tactically naive race. They laid their cards out very obviously very early, and never even seemed to be trying to bluff other teams into working. They seemed to think, like much of the British public, that this was a Grand Tour flat stage.
Despite the best efforts of the stewards, I think everyone on our little hill had an absolutely fantastic time. My family just managed to get to a pub in time to see the attack from Uran and counter from Vino. Despite Cav being obviously out of it, an entire pub-full of people who clearly weren't bg racing fans were absolutely enthralled by the finale.
As Vinokourov crossed the line, there applause from many in the pub. A nice gesture from a crowd that had been there to see the home favourite take the gold.
As for myself, I was supporting Fabian - gutted to see what happened to him, really made me quite sad. Glad to see a fantastic, attacking rider take one of the biggest results of his life in the twilight of his career. The race ended up far better than it looked like it might be, and GB learned that there is more to bike racing than wattage.
All in all, a great day of cycling, and a great day for British cycling.
Caruut.