One-day bike races become classics because of their great and storied past in the lexicon of cycling. When I think of these classics, which take place in the spring of the pro-racing calendar, the names Paris-Roubaix and Ronde van Vlaanderen (Tour of Flanders) immediately come to mind. In recent years, however, there is a third race that is rapidly gaining stature and popularity in the classics hierarchy. This race is Le Strade Bianche (white gravel roads). The race is 188 kilometers long and takes place in the Tuscan countryside all around Siena. The course profile is a lot like the Tour of Flanders in that it is made up of many short steep hill sections. The race organizers then throw in 8 sections of gravel roads which are similar to the cobble sections of Paris-Roubaix. Strade has all the elements of a truly great Spring Classic, and it is quite possibly one of the most exciting bike races to watch all year.
The Tuscan countryside around Siena
Unlike the other classics, Le Strade Bianche doesn't have a long storied past, in fact, it has only been in existence since 2007. By 2008 the event was incorporated into the "Spring Classics" season, and by 2013 --- only its sixth year running --- it is already considered by many to be one of the citadels of spring racing. The course has all the elements of an epic day on a bike - varied terrain, strategic white gravel sections, very tough hills, and is set against a backdrop of Tuscan vineyards, olive groves, and beautiful medieval villages and towns.
Liam and I had wanted to go to Siena to check out this great event since last year when we saw Fabian Cancellara (Spartacus) win the race. We had been planning a late winter training camp in Lucca, Italy around the same time, but it just didn't look like the timing was going to work to get there this year. While we were in Lucca, however, I got a message from our friend Jose Been asking if we were going to be at the race. Jose (Tour de Jose) is a cycling reporter and she was covering the Strade imbedded with the Vacansoliel Team. That tipped the scale in favor of Siena and a white road pre-race recon. Unfortunately, it wasn't possible to stay in Siena for the entire race, but we would be able to ride part of the course the day before, and go to Gaiole in Chianti for the start race morning.
Fabian looking over his racing steed
We arrived in Siena on Friday morning, which was the day before the race. We found our hotel, immediately got the bikes together, and then headed out in search of the famous white roads. We were on a mission. I had briefly looked at a map, but really didn't have a great idea where we were going. I just figured we would ride and take things as they came. Siena is a little hectic near the city center, and I was starting to regret not having a good map with me. Just then in the distance we saw the Radioshack Leopard Trek team bus at a hotel just on the outskirts of town. I figured we could stop by, say hello, and that they could possibly be able to point us in the right direction. What took place next is hard to believe --- so it is a good thing I captured it on video. Spartacus himself was getting ready to do a training session and dial in his totally awesome Trek Domane bike for the race. Even better was the fact that he was heading out to a section of the Strade Bianche. We had a guide, now all we had to do was keep up!
Riding in the wake of Spartacus
I was beginning to feel like we were in a scene of Alice in Wonderland. Instead of following the white rabbit though, we were following Spartacus himself out to the white stoned roads. We rode behind in the wake of the legend at a distance of 5 to 7 meters (triathlon anti-drafting rule style) in order to give Fabian space to do what he needed to do to prepare for the race, but it was still a really cool experience. And, just as promised, after about 20k of chasing the champion, we hit the first Strade Bianche gravel section.
Tough climbs on sections of the Strade
Liam was digging it!
We parted ways with Fabian and hit the white roads with everything we had. Dust was flying and we were having a blast. The climbs were tough, but some of the descents - especially on the corners - were gnarly. Hats off to the pros - they make it look easy.
Liam and Jose in Siena
That evening, we met up with Jose for a beer/Coke and had a great time talking cycling and watching several of the teams prepare for the upcoming race. The logistics that go into getting a professional cycling team prepared for a race like Strade Bianche are amazingly complex. (That no doubt will be the subject of a future blog post...) The next morning we headed out to Gaiole in Chianti and watched the race start. The riders headed south towards Siena, but we had to head north towards France for a seven hour dash back to Provence. It was a great introduction to a classic race which I'm sure we will be closely following for years to come!
In the lead up to this year's Giro and Tour de France, Liam and I are putting together a series of blog posts on the "science of speed." In these installments, we are exploring the more technical aspects of cycling. These are the elements that enable cyclists to go from point A to point B faster, stronger and more efficiently. The focus is on the key areas of power and watts, training and nutrition, aerodynamics and equipment, and mental preparation and race strategy.
A few weeks ago, Liam and I were looking over this list and we started brainstorming ideas, listing contacts we had in the field, and the information that we needed to obtain in order to get a better understanding of each category. Soon we had an idea map going all over the living room floor. The design looked a lot like a giant wheel and each area was an important spoke connecting the central hub to the outer circumference of the circle. When they all started to fit together they formed a perfectly supported wheel --- the foundations of the complete cyclist. From the living room floor it was time to head out into the real world and see how all this stuff actually worked. And, just like that, --- the project was born.
Rob explaining some of the concepts of power and speed
We had a late winter training camp planned in Lucca, Italy and, as part of that trip, we had been hoping to get in some riding with our friend Rob Love. When you meet Rob you can just pick up on his passion for riding bikes --- mountain bikes, road bikes, cyclo-cross and custom motorcycles are just a few of Robs interests. He also has an incredible amount of information about power and watts and how that applies to bike racing from his work at SRM. Rob was open and willing to spend a few days with us sharing his knowledge.
Liam had several questions about power, mostly coming from an article which he had read about what kind of sustained power it took to be in the top ten in the Tour de France. There was a figure that was thrown around of a power of 6.2 watts per kilogram of body weight. This means that if a rider could generate this type of power on the 40 minute climbs in the Tour de France, climbs which often come after 5 hours in the saddle, that they could win the Tour de France or at least be in the top 10. Last summer when we rode stage 17 of the Tour de France (blog post "To the Pyrenees - Surf's up") we had been in the saddle for around 4 and 1/2 hours when we hit the Port de Bales which is a 19k HC "most difficult climb." It is the same climb on which Andy Schleck lost his chain when he was battling Alberto Contador in the 2010 Tour de France. It is exactly the type of climb the article was referring to. Liam hit this climb, in the words of our friend Sofiane, "comme une fusee" (like a rocket). Liam blew everyone on the mountain away that day. There was no way I, Sofiane, or any of the riders that were riding the Tour route that day could keep up with him. He was pushing over 200 watts average for the climb. Liam weighed 35 kilos at the time. We did the math together and figured that Liam was somewhere in the neighborhood of 5.8 watts per kilo. Will he be able to keep up that ratio as he grows? Let's say that he will weigh 65 kilos as an adult. Then, to generate the same power to weight ratio, he would need to be sustaining 377 watts on the same type of climb. All of a sudden watts, power, and the science of speed became a lot more interesting.
There was a lot that Liam wanted to know. He had a basic grasp of what power was and that it could measured and
quantified, but beyond that, he didn't really know what watts were and
how that applied to riding his bike --- besides the higher the number to faster you go. When we were talking watts we
might as well have been talking about the octane percentage of gasoline
--- it didn't mean much out of context. So the first thing for us to do
was learn a new language and terminology of speed and power. The lesson started as soon as
we met up with Rob for a lunch ride in Lucca. Rob was testing out a customer's power meter to make sure it was properly dialed in. He took us out on a great loop. Just a few minutes from the SRM Italian headquarters you are out in the Tuscan hills riding through beautiful olive groves. This was the coolest classroom ever --- on a bike, riding these incredible roads. Rob has an incredible depth of knowledge and, at the same time, a gift for sharing it in a passionate and fun way that makes it really interesting.
Rob and Liam looking over the data from our Lucca loop
We learned that power can be used as a language to describe effort and training. Athletes can use this language to relay information to their coaches about the type of training they are doing. Power profiles of entire rides can be used to determine strengths and weaknesses. Perhaps a rider is very strong for the first hour or two, but then starts to see significant power drops thereafter, then they know they should work on building endurance. We also learned that average power is measured in different time frames ---5 minute, 10 minute, and 20 minute power. So, if someone says they are doing 500 watts it is important to determine in what context. Is it 500 watts average for 10 minutes or is it sustained just for 30 seconds in a sprint? These are different skill sets. Some athletes can generate huge power for short periods of time. These are usually the sprinters. Others can sustain large but not huge power efforts over time. These are the breakaway and time trial specialists. As a competitive cyclist, it is important to understand what the strengths and weaknesses of your athletic ability are. This all plays into race strategy and using the power you have in the most efficient way. The strongest rider doesn't always win the race, in fact, it is often the smartest rider.
Both Liam and I learned an incredible amount over the course of the ride. It wasn't all talk, however. We were able to put in some pretty cool efforts on some of the hills, and the winding descents were awesome. Halfway through the ride we met up with our friend Ben King who is a professional cyclist with Radio Shack Leopard Trek. Ben actually went out of his way to ride with us for a few kilometers. Just an average ride... only in Lucca! Ben was getting in some final training before heading up to Belgium for the Three Days of West Flanders race. After wishing Ben luck for his upcoming Belgian racing, we parted ways and Rob, Liam and I headed back into the hills. We started cranking out the watts and had a really great final climb with a fun sprint between Rob and Liam at the top.
Rob at work
After the ride, we headed back to the SRM "villa." I say villa because that is, in fact, what the headquarters is. It is located in a beautiful estate on a hill just on the outskirts of Lucca. Rob had to get back to work, but before he did we were able to go over some of the data from the ride on the power meter Rob was testing. On that final climb Rob was putting out 907 watts and Liam was most likely in the neighborhood of 450-500 watts. Cool stuff! And now it didn't only just sound good, we actually understood better what it meant. We had learned a whole new language over the course of the ride.
SRM makes power meters which work with the crank drive of the bike.
The next day, Rob set aside some time for Liam and me to swing by SRM and continue with our hands-on lesson of power and watts. SRM Italy is a service center. Manufacturing of the power meters takes place in Germany and the US. Liam had visited SRM Italy last year when we met Rob for the first
time, but now he was seeing things with new eyes and with a deeper
understanding of what he was looking at. The SRM power meter works in the crank drive of the bicycle. There are other brands which work with the rear wheel, pedal, etc.., however, SRM was the pioneer in the industry and continues to set the standard in the field. Rob spent a good deal of time walking us through the "nuts and bolts" of how the whole system works.
SRM power measuring unit with power control monitor
The SRM system works by measuring power with a unit which fits between the crank and the front chain rings of the bicycle. When you apply force or torque to the pedal the meter is able to record the amount of stress that is put on the unit. It then, in turn, calculates the cadence or how fast you are turning the pedals. Watts are then calculated by multiplying the force applied to the pedal by the speed you are applying that force. Watts = torque value (how much pressure is being applied to the pedal) multiplied by angular velocity (how fast you are turning the pedals). The information is then transmitted to a handlebar mounted power control which gives the athlete an instantaneous power reading as well as a recording of output for the entire ride.
Rainbow striped world champion version- got to earn this one
We left SRM with a new ability to quantify effort and power, and we were able to get a better understanding of how that translates into increased speed and smarter racing tactics on a bicycle. All are important elements in our quest to learn more about the science of speed and better understand the foundations of what it takes to be the complete competitive cyclist.
Liam's favorite color scheme
Just before we said our goodbyes to Rob and SRM, I asked Liam if he had any more questions. He thought for a second and then said with a smile, "when can I get one?"
"Ride 500 kilometers on a bicycle in the week between Christmas and New Years." It was really quite a crazy idea. Liam told me so when I first suggested it, in fact, I think he thought I was joking. I was joking at first, but only half-way. There was a big part of me that was serious, and I had started to latched on to the idea. Liam and I have done some crazy adventures over the years, but they usually involve traveling to a destination and riding and training in Italy, Spain, or following the Tour de France in July. We train at home year round, of course, but somehow it seems like less of an adventure than the whole road trip type. The beauty of the Festive 500 is that we could transform our local training roads in to an awesome challenge. The journey awaited right outside our door.
We needed an adventure - something to share between a father and his, soon to be, teenage son. It is hard to believe that this July Liam will turn 13. I can tell that things are changing. Our relationship is changing. Liam is growing up. Some of the growing comes with grace and other parts are coming less naturally. It is hard to make the transition from boy to man, and even harder to find balance in the space in between. It had been a fall of growing pains, and the holiday school break would give us some time to reconnect. For Liam and me it is on the bike that we communicate the best. The rhythm of the ride breaks down barriers.
Holiday fun!
So there it was. We had the challenge, we had the time, and all we would need was a little luck with the weather to have a good shot at nailing the Festive 500. The challenge took place between December 24th and December 31st, and miles ridden were to be tracked by GPS and downloaded to Strava which is a cycling internet site. I wasn't sure that we would be able to complete the whole 500, but I knew that with a little luck we would get pretty close.
The Ride Report:
Monday, the 24th of December, we set out on a 100k (62 mile) ride which I call "Metric Century Monday." The ride circumnavigates the Sainte Baume mountain range. The Sainte Baume is a beautiful group of mountains about 20 kilometers inland from the Mediterranean sea. Liam had never ridden this route before. The day was on the cold side and there was a good amount of wind. We got though the ride which had over 3000 ft of climbing in just under four hours. We didn't talk too much mostly because of the wind. Liam rode very well, however, and the ride gave him a lot of confidence for the journey ahead. Day two was Christmas morning. The weather was very good. We had a 52K ride which can best be described as "festive" indeed. We rode past old vineyards and through little French villages with the streets decorated in holiday cheer. I like Christmas in France. It is not as commercialized as in the states. The French celebrate, but in a more low key way. Mostly people get together with family and friends and eat really good food (I don't know of any holiday in France that is not celebrated this way). We took Wednesday off from the bike, and instead had a wonderful hike in the back country with friends. Thursday was back to it with a tough 64k in the mountains. Friday we got in 52k and this was a tough day. Legs were sore and we still had a lot to go to be able to finish the 500. Most Saturday mornings we ride with Liam's Velo Club. Normally meet for the ride about 20k from our house in the Town of Aubagne. By riding to the ride, and then riding home we would be able to get in 85k. Liam rides with a group of kids that are a few years older than him. The pace tends to be high and the energy of the group is pumped. The ride gave us some real motivation! We clipped off those 85k with an average speed of close to 30K an hour. After Saturday's ride we started to get excited. WE MIGHT ACTUALLY FINISH THE WHOLE CHALLENGE! We had 150k left and two days remaining to complete them. The weather forecast looked great - sun and high temperatures in the low 60's. We decided to do a little over 100k on Sunday and a celebratory 52K on New Year's Eve.
short rest stop on day 2
As the kilometers ticked by on the road, the distance between Liam and me was growing smaller and smaller. We were laughing again and having fun. The wind had settled down, so we were also able to ride side by side and talk about life. We talked about life in France, how things were going in school, goals for the year both on and off the bike, and plans for this year's Tour de France. The last two rides went very well. Liam was getting stronger and stronger as we got further into the challenge. The last day was a celebratory ride. I took the GoPro camera, and we got some good clips along the way. As you can see in the video the weather was amazing.
Liam got stronger as we got further into the challenge
YESSSS! We finished the challenge! 7 days, 500 kilometers, 21 hours in the saddle, 10,000 meters or 33,000 feet climbed, and some invaluable time for a father and his son to reconnect. Thanks to Rapha and Strava for the Festive fun not to mention the inspiration and motivation to get out and enjoy the road.
It is not easy to write about the unfolding problems in
cycling and... particularly about the allegations against Lance Armstrong. It has taken awhile to process what it all
means to the sport, to the cancer fighting community, and to us
personally. I don’t think we are alone
in this regard. It has been conflicting
and sad in many ways. The stories in the
news of systematic cheating, lying, and general ugliness don’t correspond to
the reality that we have experienced over the last five years on the ground. Heck, we moved to France, we have been in the
trenches, ridden our bikes all over Europe and North America, followed 4 Tours de France and many other great bike races, spent lots of time training and
generally hanging out with professional cyclists. During all this time, besides hearing stories
in the press, we have never experienced any of the “dark side” of cycling.
Classic Camargue- Amazing the things you see on a Mountain Bike
It may sound naïve and Pollyannaish, but in our eyes cycling is a pure sport with a bright future. For us, it is not about money or pressure to perform. It is about a boy, his father, two bikes, and a passion for riding. It helps, of course, that we live in a European playground filled with mountain passes, coastal roads winding along an azure blue sea, beautiful hilltop villages steeped in a rich tapestry of history and tradition, and that we are immersed in a culture which understands and respects cyclists and cycling in general. We ride in the light - on the positive side of cycling - in the sweet spot of a sport that has given and continues to give us a lot of joy.
Hanging in the sweet spot of cycling
In any human activity (with money involved) there is always going to be a temptation to cheat and people who do cheat. The cheating can be self-justified by saying that everyone is doing it, but in the end of the day cheating is cheating. Just as, in the end of the day, a lie is a lie. Cycling at the professional level is an incredibly difficult sport. The difference between 1st and 70th place is often in seconds not minutes. With careers in the balance it is a real temptation to “put your hand in the cookie jar” and take short cuts by cheating. The cookie jar, however, turns out to be filled with poisoned apples. The trouble is that once an athlete cheats and dopes, it becomes a crutch and it is easy to be convinced that it is the only way. It is like a reverse placebo effect. An athlete becomes limited by a belief that certain levels of performance are impossible without drugs. The truth is that a lot of the effects of doping and doping products can be achieved naturally and safely without taking drugs. For example: altitude can be used in place of EPO, diets high in zinc can stimulate the bodies natural testosterone production, learning how and when to rest and a proper diet can combat fatigue, acupuncture and massage – these natural methods are time intensive, sometimes difficult to maintain, and require listening to one’s body, but they work.
If the allegations are true, it appears that Lance Armstrong believed that it was impossible to win without cheating. He decided to cross the line, and to me that is disappointing and sad. Not just because he cheated and lied, but because he probably could have won without cheating. He apparently gave his power over to some poisoned apples - apples that became an ingredient in the cement that formed the foundation of an incredible sporting career. A house is only as strong as its foundation, and in the end it brought down the legacy of his cycling career. In the end of the day, Lance still went out and rode all those Tours, fought the fight, and inspired us all in the process. He just made some bad choices, and, in this, it shows that he is human.
All weather - Liam putting in the work
But, don’t tell me that just because cyclists have cheated in the past that it is impossible to be at the top of cycling without cheating. I know that there are cyclists in today’s peleton who are riding clean at the highest levels of the sport. I have a son who at 8yrs old was climbing alpine mountain passes, at 10 years old he was riding 100 mile cycling Fondos, now at 12 years old Liam is riding entire stages of the Tour de France and racing with a lot of success in Europe - all things that might be thought of as impossible. The secret to Liam’s success is hard work and the belief that anything is possible. It is my hope that he never has to face some of the decisions other cyclists had to face in the past, and when faced with difficult decisions he will have the strength to make the right choices. The magic of cycling is real – I know because we live it almost every day!
For the last four years, Liam and I have been in Paris in July - on the Champs d'Elysees - for the finish of the Tour de France. Each year we do many of the same things in Paris - our "Tour ritual." We check into the same hotel on the Left Bank. It is a quirky place straight out of a Hemingway novel. There is no elevator, only old worn stairs and exposed beams. I don't think the place has changed much since the early 1900's. Its no-frill decor makes it pretty cheap by Paris standards, but you can't beat the location and there are showers in most of the rooms. Through the years, we have gotten to know the husband and wife who run the place. We even know their little dog who sits and mostly sleeps in the 2nd floor room/lobby. The dog has become more and more disagreeable throughout the years, but the owners have really warmed up to us. Each year they treat our arrival as a pretty big deal. They marvel at how Liam has grown and how amazing it is that he now speaks perfect French with a Provençal accent. They love to hear about the mountains that Liam has climbed during that year's Tour adventure. In fact, they even move the dog over so that there is room for our bikes in the lobby. (Perhaps this is why the dog has become more disagreeable over the years.)
La Crêpe Française
Once settled in, which is usually pretty late on Saturday night, we head out for a celebratory crêpe. We eat a lot of crêpes while in Paris. Besides riding his bike and watching the Tour, eating crêpes is Liam's favorite thing to do in Paris. The crêpe is a great way of replacing lost calories from our time riding in the Alps and Pyrenees. In fact, we eat alot over that weekend in July - Lebanese, French, Vietnamese... Paris is an exceptional city in which to have a big appetite, and it brings out the foodie in Liam which, for a time, I didn't think was possible. Most of the time with Liam it is, "put some ketchup on it and it is good to go!" You can take the American kid out of the States, but you can't take the States totally out of the kid. That is starting to change, however, especially when we are in Paris.
Tour Eiffel - Always a cool part of our ride!
Sunday morning always starts out with our bike ride through the streets of the French capital. The ride has expanded over the years as we have become more and more comfortable with the city. The ride is a celebratory loop of great monuments and buildings ending at the Arc de Triumphe on the Champs d'Elysees. First we hit the Pantheon where people of great importance to France come to rest. We ride down the Boulevard Saint Michel (just because I like to say the name as we are heading down the street). We pass Notre Dame cathedral. I like to glance up at the freaky gargoyles sculptures which guard the towers of the ancient building, and give a reverent nod to Charlemagne mounted in eternal glory on his imperial stead. Then we head down the river cycling past the Louvre through Napoleon's cobbled courtyard. It is amazing that even early on a Sunday morning there is a line of tourists stretching out around I.M Pei's Pyramid to get into see the great works of art within the old palace walls. Then it is down along the banks of the Seine. On Sunday, the road down next to the river is closed off to vehicles giving cyclists and runners free reign. We pass under the arches of many of the timeless bridges that span the waterway connecting the Right and Left Banks. The river divides the left from right - the yin from the yang of the city, but somehow its dividing presence makes the city complete -- whole. We cycle around and under the Eiffel Tower craning our necks to look up and take in its enormity and scope. It's cool! Then it is a sprint down the Champs de Mars, out through Rue Cler and the market streets of the 7th Arrondissement, a pass by Rodin's sculpture gardens, and a respectful salute as we pass by Invalides - the resting place of the Emperor from Corsica. As we head back across to the Right Bank the grand boulevards get - well - more grand. We pass Tuileries immediately followed by the Egyptian Obelisk standing in the middle of the Place de la Concorde. I always marvel at the ancient hieroglyphics carved in this 23 meter high stone. Although I can't read hieroglyphics, I know that this monument stood with another at the entrance of the Luxor Temple in ancient Thebes, and that the writing praises the glory of King Ramses II. (I often wonder about the possibility of Egypt wanting this little piece of history back.) Once through the Place de la Concorde, we hit the French Presidential Palace, and then make our way up the Champs d'Elysees, passing the world famous shops, hitting Louis Vuitton at the corner of George V. Finally, we reach our finish line. It stands at the end of the Champs in the middle of one of the largest roundabouts in the world, it is appropriately a symbol of glory and accomplishment - the Arc de Triumphe.
Egypt - think they want the other one back?
Paris - Don't think they will part with it.
The ride on Sunday morning is a pretty special couple of hours. At the finish, there is a sort of carnival atmosphere the morning of the Tour's arrival. I always get this incredible sense of accomplishment as we stand along the Champs waiting for the riders of the Tour to arrive. This year we got a front row position along the barriers of the Champs and were really able to
see the race up close.
Front row seat to the action
For Liam and me, each year the day at the finale in Paris bookends and solidifies our participation and small place in the Tour de France, an otherwise greater than life event. It is the conclusion of another Father Son Tour. A crazy idea that a father and his then 8 year old son came up with on a spring training ride in California 4 years ago.
It is hard to imagine the size and scope of the organization and logistics of the Tour de France, but it is huge. As this massive race travels around France, the event affects all the towns and people in its path. There is literally a palpable wave of energy and excitement that gets pushed out in front and to the sides as the Tour passes through. This year we were able to get out in front and catch this wave on a couple of occasions and, man, it was good!
Stage 17 profile - Surf's up!
Liam's riding ability has improved to the point that he can now pedal out and catch the outside waves of the Tour. These mythic, outside waves are entire stage routes one day before the actual Tour de France passes through. These routes are marked, the roads are in good shape, the towns are all shiny and sparkling in anticipation of the Tour's arrival and, more importantly, you are out in front - on the wake of the greatest bicycle race on earth.
First Category 1 Climb of the Day
In years past, we had been a day ahead of the Tour on a col or for a shorter time trial, but we had never ridden an entire mountain stage. We were inspired this year from meeting the ladies from the Reve Tour and the folks from the Tour de Concorde. Both these groups were riding the entire Tour de France one day ahead of the race for specific charities. We thought, "hey, why not try one entire stage of the race?" We studied the Tour route in the Pyrenees and decided that Stage 17 from Bagneres de Luchon to Peyragudes was well suited. It was difficult, with loads of climbing (over 10,000 vertical feet), but at 143k was relatively short in distance. Because the finish of the stage happened to overlap with the finish of stage 16, we would actually be able to and spectate the finish of that day's pro race if we went fast enough.
Top of the HC climb - Epic day in the Pyrenees
We decided to head to the Pyrenees to catch a wave, but first we had a stop in Provence to pick up Sofiane who is on the same cycling team as Liam. Sofiane is a few years older than Liam, and has really been a role model when it comes to racing in France. Although Sofiane lives just outside of Marseille, he had never been to the Pyrenees and had never seen a mountain stage of the Tour de France. To say that he was pumped would be an understatement.
a very cool day on the bike
We pulled into Bagneres de Luchon on the second rest day of the Tour de France and started to make plans to "paddle out" for stage 17 the following day. The next morning was bright and clear and the day promised to be very hot. The first 80k were very tough with Col de Mente, the Col de Ares and the Cote de Burs. One of the highlights of the day was stopping by a mountain stream at the foot of the Port de Bales with about 100k in our legs and cooling off. After a dip in the stream, we hit the massive 19k climb of the Porte de Bales. Liam had been getting continually stronger throughout the ride. On the climb of the Bales he took off like a rocket. There was no way that I - nor Sofiane - could follow. I think he beat us up the mountain by about 10 minutes. After spending some time on the top with the folks from the Tour de Concorde and the Reve Tour, we dropped down off the mountain to do the final Peyragudes climb. We couldn't do the last section of the climb because the actual race was coming through. We did, however, get to see the riders as they dropped down off the mountain for the final run in to the finish of Stage 16. What a day! When it comes to following the Tour and riding on the wake of the race I don't think it gets much better than this.
Start of Stage 17 of the Tour de France
The following day we were able to see the real stage 17 depart and then head back up into the mountains to cheer on the riders as they rode the exact same course as we had done the day before! It was an epic couple of days.
Watching the race on the same stage we rode the day before
Livestrong, Train Safe, and Live Well!!!
This is Bill and Liam signing out!
Strava Profile for the Stage 17 ride. Liam was at least 10 minutes faster on the Porte de Bales!
Unfortunately, the Father Son Tour Blog has taken a bit of a back seat on the Tour this year. A few days before the start of the Tour de France, Liam had a head on collision with another cyclist on a bike path near Annecy, France. The collision happened in a tunnel at the end of a 70 mile ride. Neither Liam nor the guy he ran into saw each other, and they hit at pretty much full speed. It was an awful thing to witness for a father or, for that matter, anyone. Liam was immediately knocked out and didn't fully regain consciousness until we were in the hospital. Liam was wearing a helmet which took the brunt of the impact, and luckily there were no broken bones. In six years of cycling this was the first real accident that Liam has ever had. Liam's speed has increased so much this year. Our rides lengths have also increased. It is almost like a child who has a growth spurt and ends up bumping their head on a counter ledge that they could fit under just a month before. Things come at you a lot quicker when you are moving at 40k an hour than when you are moving at 30k an hour.
When Liam was discharged from the hospital he wanted to continue on to Liege, Belgium for the start of the Tour de France. He was still a bit groggy and clearly shaken so it became apparent that we needed to head back home for at least a week and see how things went. We headed back to Provence and watched the first week of the Tour from our home on the couch. It was hard for Liam to know that the Tour was going on, and that he couldn't be there to see it in person. The race is definitely easier to watch on television, however, over the years (this is our fourth Tour in a row) being at the Tour, in person, has really been one of the highlights of our year.
Heading to catch up with the Tour - Take 2
After a few days on the couch, Liam slowly started to get back on the bike on a roller (stationary trainer). On his first attempt, he managed 15 minutes. The second, he was on the roller for 30 minutes and studying the Tour de France map to see where we could meet back up with the the race. After 5 days, his soreness started to go away and he had to make a decision. He could either call it a season and pick the bike back up again in the fall, or he could commit and rebuild for the Youth Tour in Assen which is at the end of July. I don't think there was ever a question as to which course of action he would choose. We decided to catch back up with the race on the Swiss/French border. We threw our bags (which were never really unpacked), the bikes, the tent, and the sleeping bags into the van and off we went -- Father Son Tour 2012 - Take 2.
Healing ride in Switzerland in the rain
Getting ready to hit La Planche des Belles Filles
We headed to Switzerland and stayed there with some of our very good friends. It is a place that is familiar to Liam. It is also a country where the roads, and the drivers on them, are extremely courteous to cyclists. It does rain there a lot though, and our first ride was around Lake Thun in a light rain. It was a 35 mile healing ride. I have to say that it was pretty difficult to be back on the bike. I found myself hyper-aware of any passing or oncoming cars and cyclists. It took awhile to get back in the groove. But, by the end of this ride, I felt like I could breathe again. It was the first time in about 2 weeks that I had felt this way.
The next day we headed to the Jura region of Switzerland with our friend Thomas to ride the Cote de Saulcy loop from Glovelier. Unfortunately, when we arrived in Glovelier, Thomas realized he had forgotten his bike shoes. A local biker happened to be coming by at that exact time who also happened to have the same size feet as Thomas. To show you what kind of place this region of Switzerland is - this guy not only lent Thomas a pair of biking shoes, but also a spare bike because he used a different type of pedal system. We ended up riding some very tough hills which would be included in the next day's Tour stage and then headed off to France for the finish of stage 7 on the Planche de Belles Filles. It was on the Planche - on a section that was about 17% grade - that Liam started getting his power back. We had also finally caught up with the Tour de France. We were suddenly in the thick of things again - on a mountain with thousands of cycling fans eating baguettes and waiting for the race to come by!
With Thomas - Nothing like riding in the Swiss Alps
We ended up riding a few more days in the Swiss Alps. Switzerland is incredibly beautiful at this time of year and it was tough to leave, but the Tour was moving on and so were we.
The Rhone River and Lake Bourget from the Grand Columbier
Next, we spent a few days on a very special mountain in France. The Col du Grand Columbier is an hors category (most difficult climb) in the Jura mountain range in France just across from the Alps. The climb itself is 18k long and tops out at 1500 meters. All along the climb are sweeping views of Lake Bourget and the Rhone River running along the valley down below. This year was the first time for the mountain to be included in the Tour de France. We had two spectacular days on the mountain (which you can see in the video). It was really inspiring to meet the ladies from the Reve Tour who were riding the entire Tour de France one day ahead of the pros. Wow! This is very, very difficult. These ladies were not just slow pedaling up the mountain - they were flying! The Reve Tour is raising money for an organization called Bikes Belong which promotes cycling by building bike paths and trails. Good luck to these awesome athletes. We look forward to seeing them again celebrating on the Champs in Paris.
New friends up on the Columbier
Ran into Lucas and his dad taking in the Tour
Well, it took awhile (to get some time and distance from the accident) but we are back in step with the Tour. Tomorrow, we head to the Pyrenees for another awesome few days in the mountains and then it is up towards Paris for the final time trial, and, of course, our annual ride along the Seine and the finale on the Champs-Elysees.
Tejay looking good in White - even better in Yellow next year!
By the way, our Friend Tejay Vangarderen is having a really great Tour. You will probably remember him from our blog post from Lucca, Italy last February. If you didn't see it check it out on the blog. He is in the Best Young Rider - wearing the white jersey - and currently in 7th place in the general classification of the race. It has been fun to cheer him on as he rides by. Go Tejay!
