I don’t know where she was off to, what her name was, but I want to be at that party, because no one dresses like this unless they’re going to some sort of super-party. If this was in Vice mag it would be a fashion do. What does this have to do with this website? Everything! She’s clearly on some sort of super crazy rainbow Shredquest.
Wes and I had rolled around town for a warm-up and only just got to the start with about 15 seconds to spare.
Things were easy-as as we rolled out of town – a little bit surge-y in places, but all good.
Reflecting back on this I didn’t have enough water, but had enough fruitcake.
We turned at Ovens and headed up to Rosewhite. A breakaway had formed and stayed away for about 20km but we caught them through the rolling approach to the climb proper.
A guy went off the front to bridge which was foolish in my opinion; he ought to have waited till we caught the escapees.
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God I love riding. This was an epic day. Poor old Mike did all the work up the Col du Telegraphe, but I was Menchoving so well that day, when he flicked his elbow, all he got was cold, steely Russian “Nyet”. Hhahaa.
Anyway, it was all high-larious up the Galibier then I wacked the gas on.
Well after last year’s epic romp up the Ventoux, I’m now officially addicted to L’Etape. In fact, I reckon it’s more worthwhile smashing over to France for L’Etape than for Le Tour.
It sure was delightful sitting campside in Canberra, not too cold, as the sun went down and the rider’s lights came on. Hundreds and hundreds of lights, white and red, merrily (cont)
I was given the (very dubious) honour of taking us off first. This involved one of the team holding my bike in a big straight with about 600 other people, and 600 of us running 500 metres (ostensibly to spread us out) to the bikes…