Day 9 Bedoin to La Motte Chaloncon
Well that was rather a hard day... Mont Ventoux was a brutal climb, 12.5 miles with hardly any let up for the screaming legs and back. I had to stop a few times to get the heart rate down a bit and stretch out my lower back that really doesn’t like steep gradients. One of my breathing points was at the memorial to Tom Simpson, the spirited and stylish English cyclist who collapsed and died during the ascent of Mont Ventoux in the 1967 TdF. Fortunately I have avoided the amphetamines and alcohol. The top of the mountain is being rebuilt which makes it a bit of a chaotic finish line, but the obligatory photo still has to be taken (once I had stopped puffing and swearing). The view from the top is every bit as spectacular as expected. We descended to Sault on a fabulous sweeping road with a smooth road surface and I surprised myself by really enjoying it instead of hanging onto the brakes as I usually do on big descents. It was a huge sense of achievement doing this iconic climb but the r...
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