Not long got back from an absolutely fabulous two days out in the Aveyron countryside to cheer the peloton on it’s way.
What can I say? My first time seeing the race ‘live’ and it sure wont be the last! I recce’d the possible parking spots on Friday afternoon and thought ‘no worries - plenty of room’. Ha ha… how wrong was I? We arrived Sunday morning about 10 and only just managed to park up before all the motohome-sized spaces were taken…
Got the motorhome all decorated with our Welsh (and French) flags - all in support of Geraint Thomas - and settled down to watch the amateur cyclists tackle the stage. It was hot and dry, but they certainly didnt dawdle along! Got chatting to all our new ‘neighbours’ - most of whom were ‘old pros’ at the art of following the Tour - as evidenced by the displays of flags, hats and jerseys on their motorhomes.
You HAVE to arrive for a stage like todays at least 24 hours in advance if you bring anything bigger than a family car - and even then, you have to be there early on the day. Many folk left their cars in the nearby village and walked down. We were extremely pleased with our location - on the final km of the last category climb of the day.
For today - it started quiet with many ‘Good Morning’s’ and 'Bonjour’s, and quickly built up to a hot and happy day. The happy atmosphere continued, everyone was friendly and good natured and the anticipation built to the arrival of the Caravanne!
Now THIS was something I had read about, but not experienced before… It doesnt get shown on telly! IT IS DANGEROUS!!! Stuff flying in all directions - key rings, water bottles, hats, jerseys, Haribo sweets…washing powder? A novice could be seriously injured!!! I only managed to deflect a perfectly aimed key-ring (at my head!) at the last second! But my goodness…WHAT FUN!!! And the crazy vehicles, musical horns…
A motorised chicken?
A shopping basket on wheels?
I think this was something to do with fishing…
Flo with Idris - our little red Welsh dragon mascot that lives on the dashboard of our motorhome and has toured all of Europe with us over the last 12 years…
After the Caravanne had passed, there was a gap of about an hour and a half until we started to hear the helicopters that film the Tour from above. And about 15 minutes later, the breakaway had arrived!!!
Followed 2 minutes later by the Peloton…(sorry about my lousy picture taking…)
So, two days of set-up and waiting, for two minutes of action. Was it worth it?
Hell YES!!!
Got back to Carmaux about 5.30, realised we had no baguette so shot out to boulangerie tout suite!!! Popped in to see Andrew at his Tabac in the square, where he too had only just got back!!!
Shattered now…might just have a quick much on some Haribos…