Riding – mate got taken out 80km in by someone not looking as they switched left when we were riding in an echelon, so me and other pal ended up pulling him (and too many others) for the remaining 50km of the flat. 30ish km later, I blew on the Kluisberg, and died a thousand deaths all the way back to Ninove (pushing on the steepest sections of the Paterberg and Koppenberg only, however), getting in over 12 hours after setting off. Not a vintage day on the bike for me, but still a great day out on the Ronde.
Race day – Saw the start in Brugge, and then made our way to Geraardsbergen and up the Muur to our usual spot just down from the chapel. Yelled at Cav as he grovelled up the Muur. Amazed to see Millar third over the top. Cancellara stunning – putting a minute into Boonen from the 20% point onj the Murr to the finish is quite something. Beer of choice was several cans of Jupiler followed by tumbling down the hill to catch the end on the big screen. And then more Jupiler.
Beer – Whole trip was ace (as usual), and lots of new beers drunk (Karmeliet is my default beer at home, though I had one or two). Orval very good, Chimay Blauwe too strong. Rodenbach could have been a cider for all I knew. Corsendonk blonde very drinkable.