Ok - So it wasn't the hoped for sprint finish -
Cav didn't win gold -
Wiggins didn't lead Team GB triumphantly onto the mall -
But after 20 years of wathing the TDF -
I finally got to stand and watch a major cyclling road race pass!
We found a lovely spot on the Brompton Road, just down from Harrods,
shady under the trees with a wall to sit on.
Pret and Boots were in 30 yards - so we kept up the supplies for a long wait.
From time to time police and marshalling bikes shot past -
I followed the coverage on the guardian live blog -
and exchanged info packed texts with Kathie (thank you dear friend!)
Before they arrived we knew that the plan had gone awry -
but that didn't dampen the excitment of the shouting and flag waving crowd!
From time to time police and marshalling bikes shot past -
I followed the coverage on the guardian live blog -
and exchanged info packed texts with Kathie (thank you dear friend!)
Before they arrived we knew that the plan had gone awry -
but that didn't dampen the excitment of the shouting and flag waving crowd!
The two leaders shot by..
... followed by the breakaway group...
.... and then the peloton. Too fast to really spot the riders that I know so well from TV.
And that was that - apart from solitary/injured riders trailing in over the next 20 minutes.
It might have ben over in a blink, but I loved it
- one day I will get to France and see the biggest, badest version of the road race!
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