now, where were we?

Good rider. Good looking. Good guy. In pink.

Back on the bike after a not so fun incident with a car and a red light, Campbell was looking the goods for the recent Escape from the Suburbs where incidentally his partner in crime, Vanessa, took out line honours for first female rider.

All round good really. In fact, when you are that good, no one questions if you’re a guy and you want to wear pink. You could race in a be-dazzled pair of denim cut offs, with a matching pair of St Albans Wedding Boots and only those who could catch you would be entitled to give you shit. After which you’d probably get all you deserved, but  such is the harsh nature of fashion and cycling.