Day off — sort of — unless you're Ribs and follow a horrific day to be on a bike with a 16th place finish on the run up the Alpes. Wilbur and TL did very well too.
I got to ride my 3rd bike in 4 days. This one had a triple crank on it. No Trevor Linden Club 16 rental cruiser, but it did the job.
Waiting to get called to the start line.
Serious business in the start house.
The Alpes ranks as one of the most storied venues in all of cycling. We savored the climb. Took the traditional Tour route. Savored the moment and hung on top of the mountain for a while.
Half tops are coming back. So are tan lines.
Ribs is so good at making new friends. "Wellers" has been a regular conversation partner out on course. She was the Day 4 women's leader. Apparently she arranged for the previous day's leader's bike to be stolen — serious — on the bike being stolen.
I kinda wish someone would steal my bike at this point. So out of love with White Lightning.
Incredible views on the descent off the Alpes. I told Ribs that it was a waste to take this photo. Wouldn't look good. He took it anyway. Good thing.
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