Many years ago, when we all rode more and spoke less, it was noticed that a certain rider would arch his back more and more as the hill got steeper. As he prayed to his handlebars, the more he suffered, the more he looked like a camel – and the smell was similar too ! No names mentioned, but the resemblance was just uncanny !
As we have aged, we realise that the camel is indead a cunning creature. It can leap out and bite the unsuspecting cyclist at any time; and when it does it holds on like a spinster to a teenage rugby player.
This tenacious beast has been awarded the highest civil honour known to modern cyclists; a facebook page !
http://www.facebook.com/#!/home.php?sk=group_138164079578304