Old cross dogs never die.

Hoi Flahutes..
Last night did my first bike race in over a month, the NBX cyclocross 'under the lights' series. Great training series that represents (to me anyway) the soul of New England cyclocross. The bikes and gear may be more professional now, but the atmosphere is identical to what I recall back in the early 80's: Informal, friendly, enthusiastic. And above all, fun.
The photos on this post are from back in the day, taken at Plymouth and Wompatuck cyclocrosses back in '83. I was already into my 4th season of cross back then, a seasoned veteran at 23!
Plymouth is not only the rock upon which the Commonwealth of Massachusetts was built, it's also provided a cornerstone for what's spawned what's now a vibrant New England cross culture.
For example, last night, for an hour before the NBX training race, ex-pro and still-rapid Mark McCormack gave a cross clinic to a dozen or so veldrijden rewbies. I couldn't help but compare this scene to…
Last night did my first bike race in over a month, the NBX cyclocross 'under the lights' series. Great training series that represents (to me anyway) the soul of New England cyclocross. The bikes and gear may be more professional now, but the atmosphere is identical to what I recall back in the early 80's: Informal, friendly, enthusiastic. And above all, fun.
The photos on this post are from back in the day, taken at Plymouth and Wompatuck cyclocrosses back in '83. I was already into my 4th season of cross back then, a seasoned veteran at 23!
Plymouth is not only the rock upon which the Commonwealth of Massachusetts was built, it's also provided a cornerstone for what's spawned what's now a vibrant New England cross culture.
For example, last night, for an hour before the NBX training race, ex-pro and still-rapid Mark McCormack gave a cross clinic to a dozen or so veldrijden rewbies. I couldn't help but compare this scene to…