14 January 2006
Jan 06 - Willingen.
All my stuff is now packed into a big garage, I’ve seen my friends one last time and I’ve skied almost everyday of the week. Why is it that when you’ve finally got to leave somewhere, you don’t want to go anymore! At the same time though, I’m looking forward to this trip.. I’ve been planning it for ever now and its going to be good.
My first days as a vagabond were with my team. My final obligation before I was allowed to head south. The first day was all about photos… and new stuff. The clothing and bikes looks great. I’ve also already received both a hard tail and a Scalpel in the new team design. Its so nice to be on a Cannondale again. Not too much has changed, which is a good thing. It feels very familiar!
Photo: I guess this is why the hire professional photographers! Freddy and Peter hanging out at the hotel.
First up we shoot in the studio. All the normal boring poses, but we also got to be silly playing with a bunch Polaroid camera’s… Later we went outdoors, but that was just stupid! Try riding around in negative 3 with racing clothing and trying to look fast. It’s just not going to happen. That evening we drove to Willingen in Germany, which is where we raced a world cup last year. They also call it a ski resort, but I’d call it an after-ski resort, as the slopes were better for toboggans then skis!
So, while my ski boots stayed in the hotel room, we all ended up riding our bikes each day and finally did some pretty ok training rides. The U23 team were with us, so it was good to get to know everyone and drink some beers. I think we let Jan and Ruud (our managers) down though, as we didn’t go party and get wasted at all. What’s this, a serious MTB team! I was also surprised.. I thought that at least Peter would be dragging us out one night.
Rory from Cannondale also had a great idea to go hassle some bobsledders for photos, as it was the German champs that weekend. We took some funny photos and saw the German woksleed champion… yea, that’s right, he had a wok on his ass, big spoons on his feet and a big jet rocket for propulsion! Crazy Germans.
All my stuff is now packed into a big garage, I’ve seen my friends one last time and I’ve skied almost everyday of the week. Why is it that when you’ve finally got to leave somewhere, you don’t want to go anymore! At the same time though, I’m looking forward to this trip.. I’ve been planning it for ever now and its going to be good.
My first days as a vagabond were with my team. My final obligation before I was allowed to head south. The first day was all about photos… and new stuff. The clothing and bikes looks great. I’ve also already received both a hard tail and a Scalpel in the new team design. Its so nice to be on a Cannondale again. Not too much has changed, which is a good thing. It feels very familiar!
Photo: I guess this is why the hire professional photographers! Freddy and Peter hanging out at the hotel.First up we shoot in the studio. All the normal boring poses, but we also got to be silly playing with a bunch Polaroid camera’s… Later we went outdoors, but that was just stupid! Try riding around in negative 3 with racing clothing and trying to look fast. It’s just not going to happen. That evening we drove to Willingen in Germany, which is where we raced a world cup last year. They also call it a ski resort, but I’d call it an after-ski resort, as the slopes were better for toboggans then skis!
So, while my ski boots stayed in the hotel room, we all ended up riding our bikes each day and finally did some pretty ok training rides. The U23 team were with us, so it was good to get to know everyone and drink some beers. I think we let Jan and Ruud (our managers) down though, as we didn’t go party and get wasted at all. What’s this, a serious MTB team! I was also surprised.. I thought that at least Peter would be dragging us out one night.
Rory from Cannondale also had a great idea to go hassle some bobsledders for photos, as it was the German champs that weekend. We took some funny photos and saw the German woksleed champion… yea, that’s right, he had a wok on his ass, big spoons on his feet and a big jet rocket for propulsion! Crazy Germans.
