In his regular VeloNews column, Will Frischkorn writes about the crazy fun of the Belgian Classics.
“These races define crazy. But it’s just right; they couldn’t be any other way. There’s the Belgian “death gap” that bisects every cement block, aka every, road in West-Flanders. The bike paths that parallel the roads and provide perfect routes up the sides of the field, until a car, trash can, UPS man or errant small child happens to be in your way. The roundabout hot-route that never reconnects on the other side, leaving you stranded two meters from the field with a deep mud/grass median between you and the rest, but well, why not go for it. The normally odd sight of a rider looking like swamp-thing, until you realize they climbed back out of the dike that a mis-judged curb hop sent them into for a swim. All in a days work up north…”
