Another round of pictures from the RIH Sport Amsterdam ride.
RIH resurrected. Master frame builder Wim van der Kaaij has been building RIH bikes since 1948. He has been doing that for both world champions as well as demanding Sunday morning warriors. The new and improved RIH Sport Amsterdam has settled in Amsterdam Noord where they started building high-end customized bikes again. To celebrate this happy news they organized a RIH ride, the Ronde van RIH. The 110k route was a tribute to RIH’s much heralded past which produced a staggering 63 world champions.
We rode by Velsen and the Bergweg where Ingrid Haringa, five times track world champion, logged her miles. We rumbled over Het Kopje where Gerrie Knetemann and the infamous Molenploeg tried to hurt each other. We rolled through the dunes along the coast, the playing fields of track legend and TI-Raleigh sport director Peter Post. And lastly we took the tailwind along the Ringvaart and remembered Gerit Schulte, one of post World War II cycling greats. All world champions, all RIH riders.
Today’s group of 50 riders was an eclectic bunch; all age groups, all fitness levels and on all sorts of bikes. We rode well together with the Windjammers on point for the 110k route. We managed to stay together until the very end where the versatile Lorenzo served a homemade pasta and red wine. It was a good Sunday. Roll on, RIH brothers.
Boom…! 10 riders on this windy Thursday morning with two rookies, Nils and Sylvie. Nils rode la Marmotte this summer and newbie rider Sylvie is preparing for her first ever cyclo, la Vélomediane in La Roche en Ardennes. Tim took us over his old training route once more although every week there is a slight variation. As usual, Schermerhorn was part of the mix. The small town served a short breather in between to intense stretches of pushing hard into the wind. The lead-up and the cool-down were very mellow so a great ride once more.
Arm warmers, leg warmers, shoe covers, vests, rain jackets and more; the Jammers came well prepared for this Sunday ‘summer’ ride. It felt more like autumn with ominous clouds and strong winds. The forecasted heavy rains may have kept some regulars away but we were still with a double digits team. We added one more at Muiden as Hilversum based Perico joined us along the way. We looped around Het Gooi and added two more detours later into the ride. The 100k ride became a 140k ride and we were still back in the city before the rain started lashing down; that is what a 34k+ average does for you. Two new riders in the pack; Johannes who once rode a full ‘tourist’ Tour de France a day ahead of the pros and chance-meeting Daan who powered by us towards the end and may sign up for future Jammer rides.
Fish labeled it Early Morning Insanity and Fred called it Looking for Bertha; promising names of a pretty wild Sunday morning ride. Yvo’s loop was a beauty and with no less than 18 riders we had a proper little peloton. We almost had 19 riders as a young woman on a city bike latched on to the back of the group as we were doing our crosstown traffic Amsterdam stretch. It turned out that the woman was late for work and she was pushing hard to cut her losses. The Jammers offered a helping hand; a gentleman’s push can go a long way.
At the Haarlemmerweg windmill we joined forces with the rest of the crew and headed for ’t Kopje -greater Amsterdam’s only hill of note-. The pack was hungry and attacked ’t Kopje full force with the Team FAST crew setting the pace. Fixie Fred claimed KOM honors on the first steep cobbled stretch. A crown to be proud of, number one of well over 5,500 riders including some pros. Eat that for breakfast. The ride continued. We meandered to the South by villas in the upper echelon partially hidden along tree lined avenues. With nice little rises and some sharp cornering this was fixie territory; when we reached the straight and open roads the Windjammers moved to the front. It ended up being a fast ride. We hit the post-ride drinks at noon, well before Bertha spilled her clouds, wind and rain over Holland. Insanity on wheels, bring it on!
Gliding along with a seagull along Zandvoort boulevard. Alone but never alone.
The Windjammer Classic in the Flevopolder, a ride with a bit of everything. A brisk start -not quite the mellow two-by-two as it should have/could have been- followed by a stretch of easy riding along the Vogelweg, a strong burst towards the what’s-in-a-name Knardijk, photo-opps at the halfway point, a well-oiled team effort into the Oostvaardersdijk headwind and a Muiden big ring lead-out by Opa. We were back early so plenty of time for generous portions of cake at café Polder. Good start of the month of August.
The tools for a solo spin.
A mellow Tim’s Thursday ride à deux. We went by the ‘angry farmer’ at Middelie to break JW’s BozeBoerKOM through the pasture. The No Trespassing gate had been firmly closed so we went back and around it as law-abiding cyclists. Despite the beautiful weather the roads were quiet and empty. Summertime.