"Who is' that tonic and long-haired cyclist pedaling alongside Gibernauta?" .. This Angera wondering around in this wet Saturday morning in October. But maybe not. Or perhaps the right question was "Who is' that cyclist overweight sbanfa painfully pedaling near Chiappucci?". Well, perhaps this was the right question. The question that brings the Gibernauta to his condition and also shows a special morning.
Saturday, thanks to the organizational and financial auspices of Claudius (neociclista and for this in full of the passion for two wheels) and the support of Milani Cycles, the Gibernauta along with other far more 'aggressive cyclists could complement its wheels to those of a true legend of cycling: Claudio Chiappucci.
El Diablo
It 's easy to imagine the thrill of being able to exchange four words in the saddle with one in France, thanks to his exploits in the Tour, and' more 'known to Petrarch and Cavour and call Clodius Sciapussì .
But first things first. Meeting in that of Capronno near Anger, at 10 the first Saturday in October.
Time and 'gray, has just stopped raining and the roads are more' that wet, really wet. We are located in twenty: there are toned legs and run-in and there are also the order of Gibernauta equipment used to maintain a high average weight of participants.
briefing before departure
Great display of bike Milani, more carbon 'I can not and aggressive geometry. Chiappucci has the tone of better days: 47 years and shows 10 of meno.Non and 'certain ex-prof imbolsito relegated to radio and television reviews. I would say that it will not be 'a walk.
The morning includes a circuit of about twenty km with a couple of hundred meters of altitude to complete 2 or 3 times
After a quick briefing Milani is in a group led by a man who, so to speak, he won stages in Tour de France, the Tour of Italy, won Giro del Piemonte and 'finished second in the Tour, was famous' cause you do not ever pulled back and will always attack, never mind the Schleck sparagnini of nowadays'. In short, a monument.
Discesina to Angera and then a little 'a slight slope. So far so good, the group proceeds compact. But then ', after a curve, we start the first ascent Taino.
Now, honor, and 'honor, even for a gibernauta, and the honor of gibernauta no rationality'. And so I find myself (my notwithstanding) to push the pedals on the side of the tread former professional, rising in absolute relaxation.
At one point a voice from behind is "... Claudio ... but at this rate you who have cardio?" .. And Clodius, seraphic, ".. mah .... I will be 'around 100 .. burn fat. "
I, that I have to burn fat pouches full, throwing a quick glance at my cardio, hoping to see a figure from aerobic metabolism. But the infernal machine ADJUDGED mercilessly "182 beep beep ...". Fortunately, these are all things short and tear in a sudden left turn in Taino and paves the way to save me from the impending stroke.
After the cars thin out the country, we head Slow with a gentle slope that allows a minimum of recovery. Having given my resources to fund aerobic (cleverly disguising the effort with a smile a bit 'stretched and not very relaxed nasal breathing) I gladly leave to others the task of gregarious and willing more' fitted me and I take refuge in the belly of the group that in the meantime and 'a little frayed.
Clodius' and a willing follower wheel which is attached to the Gibernauta (white helmet only comes out at the top right ..) Let's
near Capronno to complete the first lap. The ease 'with which El diablo ride and' disarming, in short, he makes another sport, and 'a different stuff. I movements are much more 'natural and fluid pedaling in skidding and' powerful and balanced. On the other hand El Diablo confessed that ended the year with the speedometer that marks 20 thousand and, when he was a professor, he macinva kilometers each year about 50 thousand.
Clodius victorious at the top of Sestriere
Me too, I thought to myself, I once had 50 thousand miles. Pero 'car, and more' years .. and after I had to also change the machine, 'cause she was tired. Meanwhile
'pedaling and gradually deals for the second time the ascent of Taino. Clodius proceeds cheerful and quiet, the guests ask the following suffering 'cause they have never accepted this invitation. But you go.
the road surface is' really slippery and it takes a lot of attention, especially on the descent before the tear in leading to the cemetery Capronno. On this tear in the second lap, Chiappucci decides to pick up the cardio at 101-102 and part of getting up on the pedals planting them 'all. I, driven by the spirit of suicide Gibernauta try to stay attached (obviously in vain) to think "ok, ', .... if we pull this lineage in the cemetery and' beautiful here than ready .. and then tumulatemi here, with ' epitaph "Exhale 'last breath chasing the wheel at the bottom Chiappucci ..".. question of Mr departure, not even have to write that while Chiappucci talking hands-free pedaling uphill .. "
Gibernauta concentrated
break photos and departure for the third round. Here you begin to highlight a certain joy a bit 'tight. On the first discesina see Claudius (Clodius not' but Claudio host-organizer) at the roadside stop for a puncture. The Gibernauta must have quick reflexes and quick thinking, and it nailed: "I'll help you!" Claudio "but ... I do not go alone." Too late. I had already 'Squaderno the contents of my package after drilling. And who can move me now? To change a tire takes me about ten minutes, so' I rest and then we will complete another round ovviamene not otherwise arrive late for dinner. So saving even a quintet of miles of effort. Excellent!
After a while 'attempts finally the wheel back in place and with Claudio we head back to Taino, slow and Capronno.
Here we will have a shower and, above all, a table spread in the more 'classic patterns of amateur rider: riding the fatigue and' the necessary preamble to the feast without regrets.
There 's also time to take a close look at a new creature Milani. The carbon in its extreme forms is not much injured excites me, 'but this is not carbon but rather' of Columbus XCR stainless steel. And the frame and 'a real beauty. Classical geometries, accurate and consistent welds, simple but great color glance. Me and 'loved it.
pure steel
the end for me were about 68 km and about 650 m in altitude, the astonishing average of just under 27 per hour (and there was not so to fit a wheel with a fund so 'slippery ..). Excellent output and, ultimately, Mr Sgibernotà performance in front of a legend on two wheels. The excellent final lunch whilst ensuring full recovery of the pouches in order.
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