Monday, 27 October 2014

Monday, 15 September 2014

The Road.

This is why!

Sunday, 3 August 2014

Commonwealth Games Road Race, The Deluge.


A few shots from today at the Glasgow 2014 Commonwealth Games Road Race before i got pissed off with the prevalence of barricades, everything got too soggy and Peter Kennaugh ran out of biscuits.

Saturday, 26 April 2014

Friday, 25 April 2014

Work In Progress.









I had great plans at the start of the year to be more proactive with the blog and try to keep the content more current but sometimes life presents you with things that are more important than spending what limited free time you have sitting on front of a computer.  Enjoying the outdoors and being on my bike being the whole reason i started this blog in the first place. So in keeping with my usual haphazard and sporadic approach i have started working on my shots from last years British Road Race Championships in Glasgow.

Wednesday, 26 February 2014

Rammerscales.

While out hunting for chevrons in the summer i found this little beast of a climb in the vicinity of the village of Hightae, then i stumbled on this poor guy on my way back down. At exactly a mile long and at an average of 9% but with more than one section of 25% it is not the place where you want to come across some stranger wielding a phone in your face, apologies.

Wednesday, 12 February 2014

Saturday, 11 January 2014

Monday, 6 January 2014

Dig In At The Dock 2014.

Great day yesterday at DIATD, a quote from Ritte to sum it up... "Everybody High Five Everybody"  More photos to come.

Thursday, 2 January 2014

Meadowbank Project, Derek Marloe.

Although i didn't know Derek Marloe that well, the few encounters i had with him over the years whether chatting between races at Meadowbank or in the process of photographing him left a favourable opinion, so i was saddened to hear that he had passed away last year.

While scanning these shots today for this slightly overdue post, i realised that most of the pictures of him were taken either sheltering from the rain, packing up after not being able to ride because of the rain or in the top shot pacing above his good friend Alex Wharton with the ominous look of rain on the horizon. To travel the length of the country for as far as i know not much money, if any at all, with the possibility of not actually getting to ride, shows the dedication and love that Derek had for the sport and the want to help put on the show of Derny paced racing.

My first chance encounter with Meadowbank Velodrome was one of the summer Grand Prix's more than eight years ago and although slightly confused i was instantly hooked, the abiding memory being totally contradictory to the green credentials of cycling, the atmosphere created by the noise and smell of the Derny bikes. I don't know if Derek was actually there that day but to me he was part of the show as much as the cyclists and other Derny pacers (Alex above and of course Davie Urquhart) that created that amazing atmosphere. A doff of the hat Mr Marloe, chapeau.