Hoogerheide delivered maybe the best racing — and the biggest emotional roller coaster — I’ve ever experienced at a cyclocross world championships.
In 1989 I watched Greg Lemond win the Tour de France and fell in love with bikes. This year, I finally got to be part of the biggest race in the world.
After a month covering the classics, I’ve revived my Crossland column.
The past few weeks I’ve plunged head first into the bizarre (to me) world of riding bikes on the road, reporting for VeloNews on the spring classics.