Ian Cammish: Time Trialling 'Legend' / 'icon' / 'wannabe' / 'has-been' / whatever floats your boat.
The what, why and wherefore of British Time Trialling as seen through the eyes of me … Ian Cammish, holder of over 50 National Cycling Championships and Records. Or ... the aftermath of an extended college project, “how to create a web-site” by son Jack, aged 17, Hills Road College, Cambridge. (I think winning and breaking over 50 National Championships and records were easier!).
“I could write a book” I said. But Peter Whitfield, author of Twelve Champions, The Condor Years and more, told me “there’s no money in it” so for anyone who’s interested here’s a totally free, unexpurgated insight into time trialling through the ages from yours truly … Ian Cammish aged 55 ¼.
Over the forty-plus years I've been cycling, a lot of influential people have helped me achieve what I set out to do but inevitably, over the period of time, we have all each gone our own separate ways. This is just one way of expressing my gratitude to you all. If it also brings back fond memories of yesteryear to any time trialling enthusiasts who happen to stumble on the site, then so much the better :-)
OKAY so it wasn't really a 'prestigious iconic masterpiece of silverware' ... but it WAS the first trophy I / we ever won (as far as I can recall).
We lived in St Ives at the time and must have only been 15 or 16 years old. I
don't think we were even in a cycling club then, although we used to ride our
bilkes quite regularly 'racing' each other round a circuit based on Marsh Lane,
Hemingford Grey. We'd do it team time trial fashion doing one turn at the front
each round the three mile or so circuit. We'd start the sprint outside
Hemingford school with the finish line outside Matthew's house in Madeley
Court (strange how I can remember all that but ask me something that
happened yesterday and I'd problebly be struggling!).
So we weren't complete novices when we signed up to ride the St Ives Youth
Club's Orienteering 'race' during the school holidays.
The 'race' involved riding as a group around a set course (I remember riding
through Woodhurst and Hilton ... the rest is just a blur!) with rendezvous points
where we'd have to stop to answer questions.
We answered LOTS of questions which probably weren't correct but we were
the first group back so won the event (one has to question how intellectually
gifted the opposition was don't you think?).
That's me in the middle (see right) with my brother David on the left and Matt.
It would be nice to be starting all over again ...
Thanks Matt for the photo.