This would have been the first pro bike race I saw as a kid, when it passed by Tunbridge Wells close to where we lived. My dad forced me to go, I was only mildly interested.
I remember thinking how strange it was to be posted on a slightly random stretch of deserted A road and the anticipation and then wonder at the ridiculous flotilla. Then 30 seconds of Whoosh. Then we went home and it started raining.
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This would have been the first pro bike race I saw as a kid, when it passed by Tunbridge Wells close to where we lived. My dad forced me to go, I was only mildly interested.
I remember thinking how strange it was to be posted on a slightly random stretch of deserted A road and the anticipation and then wonder at the ridiculous flotilla. Then 30 seconds of Whoosh. Then we went home and it started raining.
Good times