Mallorca Training Camp - Day 7

Day Seven: Sa Calobra
Distance: Its all a blur now
Climbing: From Selva to Sa Calobra and back
Weather: Sunny and warm

There was a rumour around the camp that despite Sandy's good looks and demeanour on the bike that he wasn't as good as he said he was' He hadn't had the opportunity to show himself on any of the climbs but today was they day. Mark had told him that the customer's thought that Tony was quicker…..and Steve Guyner thought he could have a pop on the climbs.

We passed group A on the road up to Selva (they were having a coffee) and climbed up to the garage at a leisurly pace.
Sandy motored past near the top, our own Frank Schlek-alike no chance jumping on to his wheel.

Tony and the young American Mike came next and as it was near the top Phil went with them, went past looked back like Lance did to Ulrich on Alp d'Huez and outsprinted them at the top. 'He's goona pay for that later' I thought. It shut Tony up though.

At the viaduct Steve changed in to his kit locked up the van and descended with Sandy, the dual was on. We should never have doubted Posh Boy he did it in 28 minutes and averaged 370 watts, Steve finished in 35 minutes, but we could get him a few extra watts by sorting his shoes out and adjusting his saddle height.

On the descent Guy had Phil on his wheel and they railed in to the last few corners, I came around one to find Guy on the deck and Phil teetering over him. He'd hit the loose stuff on the edge and slid into the wall, only a few scratches to show the kids, they'll be more impressed then the Misses.

The climb was OK, I wasn't sure how I would feel but it was OK, I climbed with Eli (the one with the blue strapping), saddle could be a bit lower I thought….widen the stance width perhaps….

Sandy had made some of his special sandwiches for lunch at the viaduct and then Ross rolled in….injured and with no gears working….he'd crashed on the way back….with a bent gear hanger though he had to finish his journey in the van. It was a hard week for Ross, plus he had to play the manager of the golf club he was joining the next day…..

Ross laughed it off

No he didn't

Back down our favourite descent past Pollensa, no wrong turns this time and back to the pool. Fab.

And we're done, all back safely and with 700km in our legs. Looking forward to next year.