Herne Hill Hastiness

To Herne Hill Velodrome! …on Good Friday for the annual Easter race meet in SE24. They’ve been riding bicycles around the banking at Herne Hill on Good Friday for 110 years now. The outdoor track can fall victim to the weather, but it’s an extreme rarity that the Weather Gods get a little rattled over the Easter Week.

Dry but bloody cold was the official forecast for Easter 2013 in South London. This was a day for Lycra long socks - both riders and spectators. There’s no hiding place for male modesty when you are kitted out in an all in one Lycra clad suit. You’ve either got it, or you haven’t.
Nice headset, Sir.
The first problem to overcome at the old track was parking provision. Cars came second best when compared to the hundreds of bicycles looking for a lock up. Cycling folk… cycle. Perimeter trees were improvised to become Sheffield stands. No worries - you’d have to be a particularly scummy Bike Thief Scum to consider doing a job at a Herne Hill Good Friday meet.

If anyone were in search of the definition of cycling love, then SE24 would have been a good starting point over the weekend. It took London over a decade of well-intentioned campaigns to fall in love with the bicycle. The tipping point is when the family four-wheel drive is left back at base in favour of four bicycles.

The old Velo girl has seen it all before. From Penny Farthing races back at the turn of the Century to staging cycling for two Olympic Games. After almost fifteen years of limping along with uncertainty hanging over the old track, Herne Hill Velo was celebrating on Good Friday the completion of the first stages of redevelopment.
The future is safe, but it is far from secure. The new track surface itself looked immaculate. Work has started on the mini-track for kids in the centre of the circuit. With the diggers still doing the business, it looked more like Muddy Hell than the traditional Easter season opener.

Floodlights are next, and then finally the renovation of the grand old pavilion. Progress is slow, but ten years ago it was not impossible to predict housing development on the Herne Hill site in 2013.
As for the racing itself?

Endurance, determination and big balls were all called for. Any semi-pro who trains in a custom wind tunnel could have replicated the experience down at Herne Hill on Good Friday.

We arrived trackside just in time for the start of the prelims. The spectator seating was full by mid-morning, keen to cheer on local heroes, old and new. The proud colours of Velo Club Londres, Brixton Cycles and Dulwich Paragon all competed against some of the more seasoned teams from the Continent. This was a truly international field, but always leaving a special place for the South London riders.
The early handicap races threw up a few surprises. Boys mixed it with the girls, each with a different starting point depending on their ability. Cycling may not be a meritocracy, but some riders were certainly more equal than others when the staggered start came together on the finish line.

A brief break ahead of the afternoon final sessions, and the BONKERS bicycling jumble sale beckoned. Birthday dosh all spent, and a bicycle bag of goodies to be carried back to the garden shed for some Sunday afternoon tinkering.
Hot drinks were out-selling beers - something of a first for Herne Hill. The Rollapalooza racing machine looked more appealing as a secondary heat source, rather than a sporting contest.
And then the sun came out for the afternoon session.
Sort of.

No shortage of heat on the track however. Calculators came out for the Points race, shortly followed by the Triumph 650 Thunderbirds for the quite surreal Stayer’s race.

This is the ultimate in endurance, not to mention a transport culture clash. The Big Boys in their black leather and filthy Thunderbirds pace an individual rider around the track. The rear of the motorbike is fitted with a rotating rail so that the bicycle rider can make contact.

It is completely BONKERS, but also compelling to watch - especially so when the race subplot also included punctures and Triumph 650′s failing to keep up with the pace of one particularly fast cyclist.
Chapeau!
Forty laps of fantastic racing later, and the Triumphs gave way to the little electric brother in the form of the Derny bike. Everyone loves the Keirin. There’s another cultural message hidden away somewhere about the comparability of bicycles and other forms of transport. We use them, they use us. But we all get along, really…
World Champion a Becky James then cycled around the historic Herne Hill track to show that the South London landmark still has a role to play in the future of the sport.
Were they racing up at Stratford on Good Friday?
Were they chuffers.

They continued racing in SE24 until around 5pm, but the biting cold led to a tactical decision to head to the boozer. They probably did the same thing 110 years ago, and probably without Lycra long socks to keep them company as well.
Chapeau!
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