Cannondale-Drapac boss Jonathan Vaughters reflects on one of the toughest summers of his life and how his team is moving forward
The lunchtime drinkers at the Wheatsheaf pub adjacent to London’s Borough Market are wondering who Jonathan Vaughters is. “Is he the director of the Tate Modern,” one asks our photographer.
No he’s a cyclist, a cycling manager now. “Why isn’t he wearing Lycra then?” the punter asks. It’s difficult to know if that would turn more heads than the corduroy mustard suit and blue roll-neck combo Vaughters is sporting.
It’s a bold choice, but Vaughters has been making a lot of bold choices over the last year as he repeatedly rolled the dice in an effort to land the sponsorship deal he needed to save Cannondale-Drapac, the team he’s been running since 2007.
“I’m sorry I’m wearing mustard,” he sheepishly tells his wife Ashley when she stops by with her parents to get lunch at one of the renowned food stalls across the road. “But I had to do something fun for the magazine.”
She doesn’t seem put out at all and bats away his apology. She’s been through a lot worse lately.
By his own admission, Vaughters has not been a great person to be married to since he received a phone call early in the morning of August 25 telling him the sponsorship deal he had thought was going to fill the $7m hole he had in his