We left St. Jean and headed over to ride Alpe d’Huez on our way to Ventoux.
There were so many cyclists on the road that morning up to Alpe. It felt like we were either all on a pilgrimage to some important place (that can only be reached by bike) or salmon swimming upstream. At the top is a busy town – and the finish is more touristy than any other place we had been. Not that I was afraid to get up on the platform and pose! We did not have much time that morning – we were on a mission to go find a perch on Ventoux.
KOM, baby...
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