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27th-May-2008 11:04 am - What we did last Friday (now in English!)
motor in wadi
This I had not done before: assisting during a cycling sports event.
The event, in this case, being the World University Cycling Championship 2008 in Nijmegen. It was almost three o'clock as we parked our Honda XL600 bikes at the Sports Centre of the university.

First we got Instructions, of course. Because we were not going to be traffic controllers, those instructions didn't need to be given by the police. Our role was to ride ahead of the riders to see if the road was free, and if not, make it so.
We were told that the intention was to ride approximately 100 meters ahead of the cyclist. And they explained what else we'd have to keep in mind, for example when overtaking other cyclists.
In any event, the cyclist should never have any direct advantage or disadvantage because of our presence. You had to ensure that the outcome of the race and the chances of the participants would not be influenced. Makes sense.

Then we went to ride the route as a group, so we'd all have seen it at least once. It was about 35 kilometers, all nice little roads in the Ooijpolder and in Germany, and through Berg en Dal.

Then we had some time to eat our lunch: we'd each gotten a lunch box with sandwiches, a muesli bar and an apple, to eat while awaiting the start of the race. That took some time, because it was postponed because of conditions on the course. But that did not matter, we could sit comfortably in the grass and it was nice weather.

Eventually there was a message that the race had begun, and the first motorcyclists made sure they were ready. There were always two of us standing at the ready, with the engine running, and one of them had to ride off on a flag signal, every minute another because the racers started with a one minute interval.

I already had seen a couple motorcyclists allowing their cyclist to get too close, because they didn't take off immediately, but waited to see whether the cyclist was actually coming. I decided in any case not to make that mistake.
First, I'd ride off under the Waalbrug and then into the Ooijpolder, and whether the rider followed I'd be able to see by then.
I also had to see what colors he wore (it was a man, the women had already started), so I would know which participant I'd have to keep an eye on.
He appeared in a blue suit and wearing a red helmet. The bikes and equipment of the riders looked like this:





The first leg of the race went along the dike,  which allowed the participants a fairly constant speed, which was easy for me to adapt to.
But the last piece had slopes, and because the finish was close, they started to hurry. Some of them managed, while going downhill, over  70 kilometres per hour. Then you had to take very good care not to let 'your' cyclist get too close.
I heard from someone afterwards that he had allowed his participant to sneak up on him that way, and got himself cursed out in some language he couldn't even understand.
See, that was exactly what we were told not to do...

Personally, I did not encounter any problems. You had to look in your mirror very well and very often, because the speed varied pretty much.
'My' cyclist was fairly fast, twice we overtook another participant. With one of them he apparently got along well, because he must have spent  ten kilometres more or less side by side with him, so there were two motorcyclists rolling along followed by two cyclists.
That did not matter, as long as no rider was using the slipstream of another, or of a motorcyclist.

At the finish the cyclists were to turn left and we went right. We were supposed to point the cyclist (who at that time was tired, and had probably grown accustomed to following a motorcyclist) to the left, by waving and using our blinkers.
That worked, except when it didn't: I saw one of the riders blindly following his motorcyclist in the wrong direction, losing precious time.
That must have been a bummer.

We had to be really careful during the race, but it wasn't too hard, and it was fun, too.
For desert, we took the dike to go home, and that was the conclusion of a successful day.
 
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