Two 200 km stages later and we’ve arrived at the Adriatic. A beautiful day and once again some very controlled Italian racing. Really the very best training anybody could ask for as Classics prep with another unreal hard finish circuit.
And by unreal hard, I mean that other than the first 30 guys up […]

Yesterday, we started in yet another wind-blown valley of France with yet another historic piece of cycling culture looming in front of us. Mont Ventoux. There have been many obstacles on our way to the sunny beaches of Nice, but this one by far was the most daunting and magical.
In order to get to […]

For those of you who remember my little monologue back in November at our team launch, perhaps you vaguely recall one rather somber note. I said, ‘We must embrace failure and celebrate the rarity of victory.” Those of you who have been following our team’s rather euphoric ride for the last six weeks were […]

Finishing on the sunny slopes of Mont Ventoux, the Argyle Armada kept the fight up despite being battered, bruised and sick. Tyler Farrar crashed during the stage but managed to finish chin up. Trent Lowe maintained his GC position despite being beat up from his bike-breaking crash yesterday. And David Millar kept it together for […]

Another day - and a long one - of controlled Italian racing down here at Tirreno. The first two-up attack of the day was gone instantly. Rabobank and Milram each tossed a few up front to keep things in control. It did seem like people underestimated the last climb.
After 180 km of cruising […]

Well that sucked! I just couldn’t hold it when it went full gas on the last climb. I don’t really understand. I have been feeling a bit tired these last couple of days. I’ve not been my usual early riser and have not been feeling like I’ve been in control in the racing. I […]

Well, we set the race up the best we could have for Trent. Sadly, he crashed into a pole avoiding another crash and broke his bike. Since the peloton was split to pieces every where, we were a ways behind in the car. So no spare bike.
His teammates couldn’t help much either, as […]

The first stage here at Tirreno started up in typical Italian style: slow, relaxed, and with plenty of loud conversation. After about 30 km, a little flurry of attacks launched the long bomb break and the rest of us settled back into cruise mode.
The last time up the small climb on the circuit the […]