Ok. So we’ve got a bit of a confession. The London Nocturne is like what you want a high school reunion to be like. The ideal dream of all the good without the bad. It’s an annual date on the cycling calendar which is a guaranteed raucous good time, and a chance to see many a face you haven’t, as busy days pass in and out.
So right. That confession: we went to cover the race: we ended up in the pub. And mainly forgot to cover the racing. So we’ve hit the dregs of the photos to pull together this brief gallery on the event: Old friends, new friends, big bikes, little bikes, its all in a days racing.