Just under seven weeks to Le Grand depart and I have this crazy idea of
cycling from home to the nearest point that they will whizz past, about thirty
miles away, which may not be far for an accomplished cyclist but is quite
challenging for an aging, unaccomplished, lapsed, occasional ex-rider of a
bicycle like me; so today the old, but classic, Arthur Caygill bike was lifted
off its wall brackets and had its bits wiped, oiled or inflated as appropriate,
before being taken out for a leisurely eight mile ride through the sunny
country lanes – the first step in a planned build-up for Le Tour.
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