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Le Tour de Yorkshire 2014

Last year I took a recce trip to ride the first stage of the 2014 Tour de France, or “Le Tour de Yorkshire” to give the race its proper name. (If anyone is considering turning this route into a microadventure then do it! It was fabulous. Details here.)

Unfortunately, I did not get selected for the race itself.
So this year I returned to Yorkshire as a spectator to watch the first stage.

So much has already been said about the beautiful route, the massive crowds, and the general acceptance that Yorkshire is the best place in the world, that I don’t need to repeat them here.

I just want to add these few thoughts about what was a truly glorious experience.

  1. Live sport is special. Of course you get a better view on the telly. But sitting on the M1 in an 8-hour traffic jam in order to watch a 2-second blur of colour whoosh past me was absolutely worth it.
  2. Make time for old friends. I met up with three guys I have been friends with since I was 8 years old. We still laugh at exactly the same childish jokes.
  3. Arbitrary journeys are the key to microadventures. Find an excuse to go from ‘A’ to ‘B’. It doesn’t matter what that is. Get out into the countryside, sleep wild, and you will have an adventure, wherever you may be. You just have to make it happen.
  4. Cycling in fancy dress makes people smile and opens the door to conversation.
  5. My favourite part of the day was after the race had passed, and many thousands of people headed homewards on their bikes. The roads were jammed with bicycles. Everyone was friendly. Even people in lycra on very expensive bikes deigned to smile at other people riding bikes. And cars had to bide their time and creep along amongst us. The bike was king of the road, if only for that brief hour. It was a glimpse of utopia!

Here’s a photo story showing my experience of this year’s T’Tour de France (minus the M1 traffic, the beer and curry, and the fabulous Night of Adventure event on the Saturday night…).

Bah-humbug moaners claiming that there would be no accommodation available for the Tour were proved wrong. We had a fantastic room with a view. A little work needed, however, on the “pretend you’re still asleep” photo…



Our plan was to ride to the race route via a morning of mountain biking. A Yorkshire bike for a Yorkshire race…


(the pipe cleaner on the brake is to remind me not to squeeze it: it’s got no pads in the disc brake and I still don’t know how to fix them!)


We were graced with a visit from Superman, or at least Super Cycling Man (similar to the real thing, but with saggier pants).



From hero…




…to zero…


And someone who was wearing a Colombian football shirt until they lost, at which point he dug out a Brazil shirt and donned that instead.



And me. Or “et moi” as they now say in Le Yorkshire.



We joined the crowd, ate sausage butties, and waited for the action.


Here’s a picture of the Red Arrows, simply because I like any opportunity to drop in the story about the time I went in a fighter jet

Red Arrows



Here’s a photo for anyone who thinks “I’mm too old to be fit, too old to have an adventure.” Leading the Tour de France is Jens Voigt. He is 42 years old. (Voigt is a great character – here are some of his good quips.)


And then the peloton whooshes through, then the race cars, and then it is all over. A lot of hanging around, a not-really-great view, a blur of colour, and that’s it.



If I’md stayed at home and watched the race on the telly I’md have had a much better view, like this.


But that wasn’t really the point.
And I wouldn’t have got to experience the glory of the homeward ride and, I dream, a glimpse of the future…


Chapeau, le Yorkshire!

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  1. Neill Wylie Posted

    Looks like you had plenty fun leading up to the tour also. Nice blog. Yorkshire might be my favourite bit of England. The people there are awesome.

  2. Alastair, may I ask what camera you’re using? Your images look stunning and I’m assuming it’s something fairly small.



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