Keeping the tradition alive, Shoko and I drove over the river to see a stage of the Tour de France, which is flying through Languedoc at the moment. I’d had plans on parking in Maussane-les-Alpilles and walking up through the olive groves to the only categorized climb of the day at Les Baux de Provence, but it was a warm one today and the shaded lanes of Maussane looked just fine.
While we were waiting Shoko searched in vain for my good side.
Across the road from our perch was what looked to me like a bit of overkill on the signage. Does anyone have an idea what the yellow one is doing?
The peloton came and went in a flash, with yellow jersey Simon Gerrans hiding from view behind his Orica Greenedge teammates.
And Shoko took some video. I’ve kept it its full length because I thought the extended version showing the train of vehicles behind gave a glimpse of the logistical immensity of this race. These cars, vans and motorbikes were preceded, by the way, by 2 hours of the same, with the publicity caravan to boot. It’s a pretty impressive sight to see from beginning to end. Just get there early to secure your plane tree.