
I finished the 107 mile 2009 Etape du Tour today in nine hours. This was over what my time goal was, but I feel very fortunate to have finished within the ten our cut off.
This was the most difficult physical and emotional challenge ever accomplished, but at the same time the most satisfying.
My starting number had me in the very back cage, which meant that they started the clock at 7:00 AM sharp. I did not roll past the start line until nearly 8:00AM, so I had to
make up nearly an hour's time, in order to not be swept up by the broom wagons (buses), which were already lined up behind our start cage. (Not a good way to start the day.)
There was also a horrible crash on the descent of the first climb. A guy went over the side of the mountain and when I went by, they were loading him into the ambulance and had brought his bike up which was completely shattered to bits.
The first four climbs were very difficult, but do-able an I never felt that I would be in jeopardy of being swept and not making the cutoff time.
The atmosphere and scenery were amazing. I was either descending through lavender fields, olive groves and vineyards, climbing past breathtaking castles, or flying through the narrow roads of the small villages to the cheers of the locals.
All of this changed at around the 150KM mark. I went through our last feed station at the village of Bedoin and felt ready to finish this off.
I had around 22KM to the finish and I was feeling really good, and had not had any problems with cramping, or dehydration, even though the temperatures were into the upper 90's by now.
Leaving Bedoin, I make a left turn which begins the ascent of Mt. Ventoux proper.
The first few kilometers are fairly easy and did not seem to be too bad, however once the climb starts into the forest, it begins to get serious.
The road turns upward to 12% or more in a few areas and never seems to end. While it is in the forest, there seems to be next to no shade or wind, making it almost unbearable.
From the time I make the turn from Bedoin. there are some people already off their bike, either attempting to walk their bike up the mountain, laying in the bushes on the side of the road vomiting, or screaming out in pain due to cramps or some other ailment. It's difficult to understand the French, even when they are writhing in pain.
I labor on.
When I finally emerge from the forest section of the climb, I am totally out of water and I'm beginning to feel like shit. I arrive at Chalet Reynard, which is a ski station in the winter, however today it was to be used as the last water station for the riders. Of course in the French tradition when I arrive they are totally out.
Fortunately there is a small store there where I was able to fill my bottles and continue on.
At this point there I am only 6KM to the finish and I have come out of the forest to the most amazing views in Provence. There are couple of more kick ups, but since you can finally see the summit, they don't seem quite as bad as when your buried in the never-ending forest.
I stop briefly to snap a picture at the Tom Simpson monument, who was British cyclist who died on the mountain in the 1960's.
After this it's only around 1KM to the top, and with crowds cheering you on. it seems like a very fitting day to an epic ride.
I will also be doing the climb on Saturday, July 25th where we will be finding a spot on the mountain to watch the pros climb it.
I always knew that this was going to be hard, but until you're there, words cannot describe it.
Tomorrow, we are transferring in to Annecy, where we will be watching Wednesday's time trial stage of the tour.
KR