We had a good team of Agreeables out this morning for the Surrey League race at Dunsfold.
Antloony, Andy E, Keith, Sylv, Paul H & Myself we think Mark B was a no show.
We all donned black armbands in respect for Keith Wawman, and said that one of us had to win for him today.
The race started and we littered the front of the pack.
For the first lap it was gentle and calm with nothing too much really happening,
Paul asked me if I had warmed up yet, I kind of knew what he meant by that so I was expecting him to go off the front soon.
Sylv was up the road and dangling about 20 seconds up the road for over half a lap, then unfortunately Pauls Crank came loose so he was out of it with another bolt not doing what it was told.
On the drag after the start of the 3rd lap I attacked and quickly caught Sylv alone, I shouted come on lets go but I was going a bit hard at the time to get away.
Then a few minutes later there was 8 of us with Sylv and myself in attendance.
Cool I thought this was great and for some reason just knew we wouldn't be seeing the bunch again, as we had some of the strongest riders in the race in our little break such as us three agreeables, Big tall Huw from dynamos and James Stewart from Norwood Paragon.
James then punctured and another fell off the back so that left 6 of us doing some good through and off. Sylv had done real well to recover from his solo break earlier and I felt like business as usual. We could see one or two riders were missing turns looking very knackered and sweating profusely.
I noted this and with just over 2 laps to go really attacked hard up that drag into the breeze.
I was alone for a while then to my relief I looked round and saw Sylv there too, so I upped the pace a bit, a minute or so later a Cv Mueden rider had bridged to us to complete our crack breakaway of 3.
With 2 agreeables there I knew we shouldn't really let the other guy win so I said to Sylv we would do the old 1,2 on him.
I attacked, gunned it hard only to see Sylv pulling the other guy back, we had a brief chat and tried again, then again and again, but we couldn't shake him off.
We heard that the time checks were rapidly diminishing and on the last lap we were barely keeping the 2nd breakaway group at bay,
I could also see the comissionaires cars jigging around so looked back and could see the big bunch just behind so I attacked again if only to increase our speed.
Last lap and we tried some more and more to break him, then with a couple of miles to go I rested up a little as all that attacking was turning my legs to wood!
I was getting concerned we would be caught just before the line, 1 km to go and Sylv was leading, I stuck like glue to the VC Mueden riders rear wheel and was waiting to counter his attack,It didn't come.
Bang and up the final hill all 3 of us with 200m to go to the line, Sylv opened the sprint and I waited 150m to go the Mueden rider tried to come round Sylv on the right, 100m to go I opened it up and tried to come past the VC rider, I just about managed this and then it was Sylv and I head to head for the sprint finish.
Toks and Serge were screaming out come on Addiscome,
I gave it everything and just managed to get a couple of inches on Sylvain's wheel, sorry Sylv
, as I crossed the line I pointed to the sky and shouted for Keith!