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 :-)
RIP Rivat
It is with an extremely heavy and saddened heart that I have to announce that after 35 years of the greatest service in the history of mankind (unless you know otherwise of course ... in which case DO let me know), one of my Rivat racing shoes has finally rolled over and given up the ghost.
A present from the late and great Mr Ron Kitching, they took me to several National Championships and records before being put out to stud (regrettably without any success) to live out the rest of their life in the comfort of the garage for an 'easy' last few years on the turbo.
A service to commemorate their long, successful and, hopefully, happy life will be held in due course. Date and time to be confirmed.
Flowers please to PDQ HQ. Messages of support and / or comfort to ian_cammish@hotmail.com
Happier days (left) ... en route to another National Championship. Gone but not forgotten. RIP Rivat