CLASSICO BORETTI – my small part in Amsterdam’s Giro d’Italia

My photo of Cadel Evans in the Apollolaan

Dear Cadel Evans,

Your 10 minutes 20 seconds was a good effort for the Giro prologue through the streets of Amsterdam today. A little Dutch boy beside me commented, ‘He’s riding even faster than the car behind him!’ You pipped my time for the course by just under 42 minutes. But you couldn’t have done it without my help…

While you were having breakfast this morning, I was contributing to grassroots Australian cycling by riding the Classico Boretti around the backblocks of Holland, trying to keep up with the Dutch amateur riders.

You’ve probably heard that elite sportsmen like you can’t develop without thousands of ordinary Richard Tullochs doing their personal bests in their chosen sports, so I hope you appreciate all l’m doing for you. It cost me 15 euros and a lot of muscle fatigue to support you today, but it was worth the money and the pain.

At around 8 am I joined some 5000 Dutch riders at the Amsterdam Velodrome.

My opposition prepares for battle

I thought the Classico Boretti would be a bit of a giggle – a few kilometres pedalling to the nearest cafe, then a quiet morning beer in the sunshine – but no, they take their cycling very seriously in Holland. Everyone but me had a smart racing bike, and serious cycling gear from their cycling club.

I was hoping to slipstream a group of riders marginally stronger than myself, but within a few minutes, lycra was whipping past me and disappearing into the middle distance. I have a perfectly decent touring bike and reasonable touring legs, but they just couldn’t mix it with the tough Dutch hard men.

So I stopped worrying about my time, and after that I found the Classico Boretti was following a particularly beautiful course, heading out from Amsterdam towards the North Sea, then through the undulating dunes and the wealthy village of Bloemendaal, famous for its extremely successful hockey team featuring some of Australia’s finest players.

At a pit stop, the Boretti people provided lunch – a currant bun, half a banana and can of Red Bull. I’m not sure if you’re allowed to drink Red Bull, Cadel, but it seemed to make some of my fellow cyclists ride even faster.

But Cadel, you know how it is when the whole of Australia is depending on your performance. I hung in there and finished the 75km course, and when I collected my goody bag at the finish, there were still other riders trickling in, so I hadn’t come last!

The organisers ensured that we all got a bowl of pasta at the finish to make us feel Italian, and we had the chance to be photographed with the ‘Giro Miss’, a charming young woman who had been selected as the most attractive cycling fan in Amsterdam. It was tempting, but I know you guys only get kissed when you finish on the podium, so I didn’t think I’d earned it.

Then Boretti offered us all a free ride in a shuttle bus to see you ride the Giro. A bus? For cyclists? How wimpy would that be??! I rode my own bike to the Giro course, thank you very much, found a spot by the Apollolaan, and took the above photo of you. Hope you like it.

Good luck for the ride to Utrecht tomorrow, Cadel.

Your bruised and battered Aussie mate,


PS If I ever do the Classico Boretti again, I think I need one of those light bikes with very thin tyres and funny handlebars. Are you happy with your one, Cadel? Could you suggest any shops that sell them at reasonable prices?


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4 responses to “CLASSICO BORETTI – my small part in Amsterdam’s Giro d’Italia

  1. We have several good bikes in our family, but since we discovered sailing and horse riding (well, re-discovered sailing), they don’t get much of a look-in. At least they’re undercover, and avoid getting rained on…mostly. I know their wheels still go round, though, because I have to move them once a week to get the boat out of the carport. So the bikes go from the car port to the gazebo every Sunday morning, and back from the gazebo to the car port every Sunday night. (Well, two of them do, but only during the summer months, of course.)

    I suppose, in a way, all amateur sportspeople eventually benefit all professional sports people, so even our sailing and horse riding, and perhaps even my humble ritual of wheeling two of our bikes from the car port to the gazebo and back every Sunday (during the summer months) has also helped Cadel to be where he is today…or not?

  2. Every little helps, Stephen. I’m sure we’re all contributing to Cadel’s success, and in a sport where victory is measured in hundredths of a second, we have to keep working at it.

    Imagine how we’d feel if we took a day off, while some 12 year old in Napoli went for a ride around the block. Then suppose that very afternoon Basso outsprinted Evans to win a Giro stage by half a wheel? I don’t know about you, but I couldn’t live with myself.

  3. Mike W

    As an Englishman who cycled from England to Holland to watch the Giro I to did the Classico Boretti 75k in the morning then cycled to the finish to watch Bradley Wiggins pull on the Pink Jersey.

    Classico boretti was an excellent event

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