by Will Lowden

January is oft remembered as that dreary month proceeding Christmas, when the festive memories of wine and mince pies fade into obscurity behind the grey pall of a brooding British sky. Whilst most opt for hibernation and prepare for the slow trudge toward spring, CUCC riders know that the best way to tackle this glorious mire of sleet sludge and snow is to beat a hasty retreat to sunny Spain.
And so, it was here in the Spanish sanctuary of Calpe – A destination known for its sunshine and warmth – that the Annual 2026 training camp was held for a week of cycling in glorious rain and 5 degrees of…. Oh wait, surely this can’t be right?
Despite the 2000 mile quest for sunshine, the rain clouds followed our brave cyclists like Gollum to the one ring. Upon arrival in Calpe, the forecast looked bleak with rain predicted over the next two days. But the [ever optimistic] CUCC spirit prevailed and, arming themselves with the most favourable weather report available, our riders set out the next day for a Sunday spin on *mostly* dry roads.
Apparently, Monday’s weather didn’t get the sunshine memo, and the ensuing rivers of roads discouraged even the hardiest of cyclists. Having decided that four hours on a gym bike “wasn’t it”, and with the weather looking promising for the next few days, an early rest day ensued providing the opportunity to explore all the wonders that an off-peak seaside town has to offer.
Tuesday dawned bright and sunny and, with the rain clouds receding, our riders headed out in three guided groups to explore the spectacular roads that Calpe has to offer. The famous climb of the Col du Rates was tackled in a cool sub-15 minute by our very own Nathan and Issac, before a rapid descent down Tarbena, followed by an evening Spa session and music bingo with Jamie MaxenTM. Despite the earlier rain, things were looking up!

Wednesday and Thursday remained chilly, but the sun was out and so it was time to get high. The climbs of Val d’Ebo and Tudons were ticked off in quick succession, and despite the slippery descents, there were [absolutely no] crashes thanks to the confidence inspiring ‘ultra-grip’ tires of the hire bikes. Word of Lennart’s gravel bike had clearly reached the Comunitat Valenciana, which laid on a special treat by liberally salting the roads, much to the benefit of everyone’s electrolyte balance and bike maintenance schedule. Post-ride, the Evening’s entertainment was sorted in the form of a ‘profiterole eating competition’ from the hotel buffet. An initial lead of 48 from Alex seemed unassailable, were it not for the unstoppable force that is Jamie MaxenTM. Both athletes pushed each other to a draw at an incredible 50 profiteroles each – A new Training Camp record! To round off the evening’s extravaganza, a nighttime Karaoke session was held, featuring The Eagles, Slim shady, and a special post-modernist rendition of the song ‘Firework’, featuring a unique and flexible approach to melody.

The final day of riding promised a sunny and pleasant 18 degrees. This is, according to Freya, the optimum conditions for a coastal bimble and a café stop. But not everyone agreed with this outlook, and those not yet considered cracked enough planned a 210 km ride to really drive the boot home. And so it was that eleven brave CUCClings set out at 8 a.m. for the coastal roads of Dénia. The stiff headwind on the way out was made more bearable by Will’s Zone 2 obsession, ensuring the group’s pace remained steady as the kilometres ticked by. On reaching Gandia, the group split, with most opting for a sensibly paced return. Fuelled by profiteroles and a desire to send it (not to mention a looming hire-bike deadline) Alex and Ilya joined the ‘supercruise’ group, taking full advantage of the tailwind to fly back along the flat coastal roads to Calpe, with a cheeky ascent of Rates thrown in for good measure. After the hottest day of the week so far, the only fitting conclusion to a long ride was a dip in the hotel pool. Apparently, some penguins had managed to access the pool heating controls, resulting in positively glacial conditions, though this did little to prevent Kat from spending an impressive amount of time swimming in it.

Following an evening on the beach featuring the annual awards and a guest appearance from Borat (at no extra charge), the training camp was wrapped up. Our riders departed for Alicante airport with bikes packed, collarbones intact, and passports not left at the hotel, to return to their respective homes. And so, as Lent term begins once again here in Cambridge, all that remains is to say a heartfelt thanks to Evan, the president of CUCC, and to Frankie and Russel at Ciclo magic for organising an amazing trip, as well as to everyone who attended, for making training camp once again a:
‘Great success!’
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