Nick Craig’s son, Charlie, died in his sleep last Friday night. It is a terrible loss for Nick and his family.
I’ve known Nick for a long time. Probably since I first started travelling internationally for MTB racing. Nick is an all around good guy and a great athlete. He still is very active in cycling, both on and off the bike, over in England.
Charlie was following his father’s footsteps. Charlie was 15, and won this season’s National Trophy Cyclocross Series, U16, in Britain. Like father, like son. Nick has won the British National Cyclocross Championships many times. They were doing it as a family.
I sent Nick a short message, yesterday. He responded heart felt. I never met Charlie. But his father said “He loved his bike, but loved life too. He only ever saw good in people, adult or children.”
Nick went on to say sometime about the Iron Otter, from Sea Otter. That was an overall competition for doing both the road stage race and MTB stage race. About finding my wheel at the end of the Fatboy criterium in Santa Cruz. He called it, so nicely, “the golden wheel”.
Death of friends is so hard. But death of family members is always unmatched. I feel so bad for Nick and his family and wish them the best dealing with their terrible loss.