In a world increasingly covered and smothered in plastic and soft edges, by safety warnings and government decrees, here is a metaphor for life itself, stripped down, bare and raw, dangerous in its intensity, violent in its nature, violent in its beauty.
Category: classics
High speed chases, blood, beer, sweat, frites, some tears, massive smiles, all topped with a dollop or mayo. Perfect!
It’s finally here, one of the greatest races that pro cycling has to offer! Slightly excited…
Van Der Poel & Van Aert: an 18 year cycling rivalry, and counting.
Watching Kuurne-Brussel-Kuurne on my ‘new’ telly (borrowed off one of my girlfriend’s relatives ‘for a…