KM2830.5 KM6839.7 Me

What a couple of days…post stage 15 i was not feeling great, not the greatest days of photos, no lunch, dinner wasn’t till after 10pm and i definitely didn’t feel quite right. I had made the statement that i needed to go to bed early but having not found somewhere to eat before 10pm already screwed that up it went completely sideways when 2 Dutchmen and a Columbian wanted to buy us drinks and we stayed up into the wee hours. The catalyst for going to bed was some guy sticking his head out of the window asking us to either talk about something else or talk quieter…

It was frustrating to then have a very late stage start and the Col D’Aspin literally on the door step and not be able to ride. It was a nerve wracking prospect of spending at least the afternoon on a mountain further than from a toilet than I was comfortable with.

I can’t tell you anything about the stage start, the Moto GP style grid or anything as it was restricted to 10 snappers so that left us with only one place to be.

We left for the stage finish pretty early in the hope of a press buffet and maybe even a freebie or two in the press room. These fabled things ceased out of existence the moment we have the opportunity to have them….it was Schrödinger buffet.

By the time I needed to head out I was feeling close enough to ok. A short chair lift up and then a reasonable walk down and I found my spot

Lacets and a great bit or road with some fans….perfect. I was beginning to wish I hadn’t lugged as much stuff as I did with me…didn’t really need everything. The walk back down after the race really made me regret it….I felt sorry for anyone who sat next to me after. Having managed not to die walking down a grass ski run, cutting off quite a few km of walking we decided to leave early with the evacuation.

This is probably one of the most fun things about leaving a mountain stage…getting through all the blocked roads tucked behind the blue’s and twos of the Gendarmary.

This one was slightly more fitful than most, they seemed to get bored a few times and pulled over which left us stuck in traffic but as soon as they started off again there we were pulling back in their slipstream and escaping the valley.

Even with this we still almost missed that chance for dinner…some how Pete managed to beg a small local place that was pretty much closed to give us some food tartiflete and a salad was like a Mitchlen star meal at 10pm in France…or even like rocking horse poo…it almost doesn’t happen.

All in all a pretty great day….

I may have skipped riding for yet another day now but sleeping in till 9:30 was just what the body needed…bike ride… à demain

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