Brother Ray's version is a slow-burning stormer...it won out in the end as 'Choon Of The Day'.
Today's little sojourn was a 115 miles from Arras to Amiens: a route designed to take in quite a few battlefield memorials. A handy reminder that we owe them, still.
|Can we not just go direct to Amiens?|
|Rolling, rolling, rolling!|
|Readying ourselves/fannying around. You decide!|
|Only one of many...|
At the first feed-stop I was honoured to be granted a photo with Le Maillot Jeune himself: usually you might think people are taking liberties wearing such apparel but Bertrand can 'walk the walk'.
|Maillot Jaune meets Lanterne Rouge.|
|Thought it might be a plan to get ahead of the bunch and take a photo...|
|...and then realised that we'd have to chase to catch them. D'oh!|
|All different from 100 years ago.|
|We passed many similar signs...|
|Give it the beans!|
|Just follow these two eejits to the hotel!|
The last riders came in 3 hours later: I cannot imagine how tough that day was for them and a big round of applause goes to the TdF support team: there is no show without them!
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