The St Jude’s Day storm held off long enough for a bright and blustery day of Rapha Super Cross racing at Alexandra Palace.
We’ve been promising mud for three years now, and looking out of my window at six in the morning, it seemed a sure bet. But no. The course was fast and dry – which, from an organiser’s position, is no bad thing. The prospect of flying gazebos and torrential downpours made for a fitful night’s sleep.
But it all came good in the end. The best part of 500 riders tackled the slopes of Ally Pally. Most of them could raise a smile once they had regained their breath. Myself included.