ISLANDne Sunday last month I suggested a few hours on the bike to another member of my bike club. However, he said he should not go anywhere for the next six hours as he had settled down on his sofa to watch Paris-Roubaix.
I expressed a bit of surprise and argued that it was definitely preferable to ride your own bike rather than see others ride on theirs. “Do you want to arrange a match with 5 men during the World Cup final?” He answered. In fairness a good point.
As it happened, I managed to take a ride and get back to the thrilling climax of the 160-mile Hell of the North: a three-way sprint inside the Roubaix Velodrome that was won by Italy’s Sonny Colbrelli.