As he rode through one little village he imagined himself being part of Le Tour. Then he realised that if he was riding the Tour, he would be so far off the back, the crowds would already have left. So in effect, it was like he was riding the Tour. Campervans were already strategically parked along the side of the road, and this was 25km out from the finish line.
Once home, Narelle was ready to join in on the ride. John was explaining the fantastic ride that we went on, and there was this little village that was awesome, but some distance away. Narelle got out the map. Turns out the course goes in a big circle, and this little village was one street away from we were parked. John was a little crestfallen. His revenge was to make Narelle do the Cat 5 climb, and she did it well.
Rel powers up the climb, just as they are getting ready to put all the barriers and signage up. Campervans are already in place.
Here is the ‘intersection of interest’. Turning left, and you have the Cat5 climb. Go straight head, take the first turn right and our campervan is 200m away. Little did John realise that at the time he surveyed the course. Note the yellow signs with the arrows. They are put up to show the course. And lots of people seem to like to souvenir them. Bad, Bad people! (i.e. John hasn’t had a chance to get any yet).
As we rode around we continue to be amazed at the size and impact of Le Tour. This was a small town that the Tour just passes through. Street sweepers were out cleaning the streets, hedges were being trimmed, roadside edges being mowed, the clocktower was being cleaned, barriers and tents were being put up. Amazing. Even though we knew the Tour was big, it is not until you see it that you fully comprehend it.
<todays blog still in progress, but I had to add this story>
Today we watched the tour ride through a small village ... Rel had her aussie hat and finger, John the flag. As he rode past, Cadel gave us a few head nods as acknowledgment for our support.
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