It's 2 am on Saturday of Master's Worlds and I'm up. Have been for about two hours. Ped finally made it into Brussels...albeit on a bus. Flight out of NED was cancelled so they booked 'em on a bus. Nice one. Randomly, I found him. Naturally, we talked about the mass of Quick Step homies kickin' it in the terminal. Our "mid-sized van" turned out being a soap box Renault. Think Honda Civic Wagon circa 1984.
On the way out of Brussels, we saw a bunch of CX bikes going somwhere. Cannondales. Ugly Cannondales. I'm digging the high variety and quantity of wicked-compact cargo vans....everyone makes one; they're diesel; they scream team vehicle.
So, the TV in the waiting area of the hotel just re-played the weeks news and I was able to capture these images. Indoor cross. On TV. At 2 am. Wicked!!!!!! Tomorrow we're going to haul it to Hoogerheide, NED for the last World Cup race of the season.