Category Archives: Le Ventoux

The Tour of Wessex, aka Their Trade is Treachery.

With apologies first to Chapman Pincher. It’s very easy to become ambivalent towards your home town or country, even if, like me, you live a long way from it nowadays. A three day bike ride around the area of my … Continue reading

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8 minutes 39 seconds.

To a man tied to a chair looking down the barrel of a gun, a lifetime, to an elderly Galapagos tortoise, an insignificant period. For me, probably the most frustrating amount of time that currently exists. I am obsessed by … Continue reading

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Battered by le vent du Ventoux

I climbed Le Mont Ventoux again the other week. I think that is now the sixth time I´ve done it, so its perhaps nothing to write home about. I was again doing it with absolutely zero training, had only ridden … Continue reading

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Je suis cinglé! I am mad (officially).

5 am on a Monday morning, whilst on holiday, is not an acceptable time to have an alarm clock sounding. Why then was I sat in the chilly early morning light with a coffee at 4.50 am with a feeling akin … Continue reading

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A bike fit?

Does my bike fit? Do I fit my bike? Ever since I’ve had my bike I’ve had slight comfort issues. Nothing drastic, nothing that would cause me to stop riding, but riding over 200 miles a week on a fairly … Continue reading

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The curious case of the bicycle and the temperamental washing machine.

11 years ago when I moved to France with my English girlfriend and her two children, I weighed a sprightly 12 stone , having just finished 23 years as a soldier. In the three years we lived together in our … Continue reading

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So, this training business …

In July 2014 I stood astride my Ribble Gran Fondo at the sign saying “start” and headed off into the unknown up Le Mont Ventoux. 3 hours and 8 minutes of sheer hell later, after seven stops and a fall … Continue reading

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The ultimate cycling dichotomy?

Lance Armstrong! Throw that name casually into a conversation amongst a group of cyclists and watch the sparks fly. There are those that will defend him, “everyone else was doing it, so he won his Tours by being the best,” … Continue reading

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Support your local cycling business.

I love riding my bike, the discomfort felt during hard rides is well recompensed by the weight loss and feel good factor afterwards but, it must be said, I know nothing about how to look after it. I take it … Continue reading

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My bum hurts.

If you’re a bit confused: butt if you speak North American English or fesses if you’re a French speaker. Maybe not want you want to be reading, especially if its early, but it really does. Since starting training for my … Continue reading

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