I remember riding out to the Lido in the 90s early one morning with my cycling bud, Dionn. We were doing the pro's 120km circuit when we came up on Alan riding with one of his team mates. He was obviously recovering from the weekend's racing.
What a gent. We rode silently with him, in awe, along the mist covered roads that pointed, purposefully through the haze. It's a special memory of a real gentleman, a good businessman and a spectacularly capable athlete.
RIP Alan van Heerden.