“The London-Paris Cycle Tour 2007 finished in Versailles, Paris on the 30 June 2007. Completing just under 600 km in the three days, the ride was hailed a great success by ex professionals Sean Kelly and Johan Museeuw. Riders from all over the world attended; with countries such as the USA, Australia, South Africa well represented.”
It was fantastic, thanks to everyone who sponsored me. I enjoyed every single turn of the pedals, even the ones in the rain. There was never any doubt in my mind that I would make it, and although at times the pace was incredibly fast there were times when it wasn’t.
Here’s some of the things that stick in my mind…
Sean Kelly – to ride alongside the legend was priceless. Sean entertained the peleton with his antics throughout the three days. He had a knack of teleporting himself from one place in the bunch to another.
Johan Museeuw â€“Johan could only make the first day, it was great to meet him. How many riders can say that they were towed back up to the bunch by Johan Museeuw? Well, around four, â€˜cos thatâ€™s how many times the great man went back for people.
Straight talkinâ€™ Aussies, and South Africans â€“ they tell it like it is, no offence meant. â€œJust â€˜cos youâ€™re ridinâ€™ like a w4nker and I told you, no need to get upset mate!â€?.
French motorcycle outriders â€“ brilliant! How do they ride standing up looking backward in traffic with such skill? They ride so close, but you feel safe, knowing that they are looking after you leaving you to concentrate on riding.
The rain on day two â€“ Any fool can ride properly when they are fresh, on a nice day. But when itâ€™s raining, and youâ€™re tired, thatâ€™s when it counts, thatâ€™s when you find out who can ride. It was an experience to see how the pros and ex pros handle it. Me? I stayed as close to the front as I could and hung on. Made it onto the grass on one wet corner, but stayed up!
So many other memorable things from the three days, the effortlessness of bowling along on French roads in the heart of a fast moving bunch, the camaraderie of the riders, the friendliness and patience of the support staff and mechanics, the speed of the breakaway I got into on the last day, the people who waved and cheered as we passed through the towns.
I had trained for months for this event, I had the miles in my legs, and for me, riding L2P was the icing on the cake, something to be enjoyed. I loved it.
I’m stuck in a bloody room with no windows working on the Tour and your (still) swanning around the byways of La Belle France. What a friggin’ life, mate! I did finally take the Scale 20 out – did a little offroad tri training race. That thing is super light, seems to be glued to the ground – responsive even for a slow bugger already knackered from the swim like me! Love your tales – keep ’em coming.
Cool report. Sounds ace!
I replied to your comment on my blog. I’m not sure about Group 1! I mean, how fit were you at the time? What sort of training were you doing that allowed you to keep up? I’ve really got no idea what I should be doing (no change there!) 🙂
At the moment I’m just trying to do more kays in some kind of base building process, struggling to remember my coaching from back when I was racing crits.
Got any tips? 🙂