Meanwhile at local cycling club and National levels the sport thrives. I have been really fortunate to have spent over 33 years on my road and mountain bikes including racing at club level. For many years cycling was a family sport for us with all four of us involved at one level or another. I am still passionate about road cycling be it within my current capacity as an aging citizen! The pictures below are a few we found in the photo album.
Whats the attraction? For me now it is about exercise, speed...if you can call it that, technology and shear joy of being alive and doing it! Some years back it also included weekly competition and with that came the "training". This means hours on the bike each week and 400km weeks were the norm. The on top mid week and weekend racing. Training rides could be done on all the local roads and the longer ones included riding from Tauranga to Whakatane or Whangamata or Hamilton or Rotorua or often across the Kaimai to Matamata and back. Then in between there were the so called fun rides. These came in all shapes and sizes. But the club guys and girls would still turn up and make it a race. These happened often in remote locations that till this day I have never revisited.
2013 vintage. Bit of a gut there Mike!
A new Colnago frame arrives from Italy. 1997
The new Saeco top 2005
Specialized Stump Jumper mountain bike. If you want a thrill try mountain biking. More fun and energy than you may imagine. Is that a water melon in my back pocket?
1990 My Giant 980 early carbon fiber machine with rear wheel dics for that extra racing edge (Yeah right!)
1998 with Rob, cool 14 year old dude. If you check out my face I was recovering from a face plant on to the tarmac! One of the more nasty things you can do to yourself on a bike.
Dirt pick up. Sometimes you end up filthy just riding on the road. This is just dirt but stuck on worms and hedgehog guts are not uncommon either!
My prized ProFlex mountain bike. Note the tools. 1995
The Tauranga cycling club jersey circa 2000