My first ever visit to Donegal’s Bundoran, which I always thought was in Kerry for some reason. Luckily geography isn’t important when bike racing just follow the wheels. I did briefly notice some cracking scenery today, which reinforced my dream of riding the Wild Atlantic Way.
Today hit very small roads from the gun & it was nervy & fast. Getting to the front is so difficult, more so the concentration required to be up there is immense. Switch off for a second & you loose 40 places. I got caught behind a bad crash today & required a 5min flat out effort to get back to the bunch. We then did 10km flat to the mat with a tailwind which almost pulled the break right back. However they weren’t caught & pace really stalled again.
Even when bunch is going easy something is always happening. Out of the blue saw a guy hit the road hard as he swerved to avoid a cats eye. I was right behind him & lucky to stay upright.
Bunch was rolling along then in last 40km it kicked off & after some really hard riding i found myself in the 3rd group on the road. Those big efforts after 100km+ are so intense. I was happy to have something to show for it.
Tired man now! Ray is changing the cassette giving me a 28 for the Mamore Gap tomorrow. Its going to be savage but being such an iconic Irish climb I’m looking forward to it. Sadistic!!