The key moment in the elite men’s road race at the World Championships in Rwanda last year came with about 100 km to go, on Mount Kigali. At one end of the leading group Remco Evenepoel kicked off a saga of bike changes that lasted for 35 kilometres. He reminded me of a dithering customer wearing out the patience of a bike shop by trying out one bike after another and finding something wrong with all of them.
In contrast, at the other end of the group Tadej Pogačar was heading for the horizon as if he had gone to the same shop, asked to test ride their most expensive bike, and stolen it.
