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Tour de
France - Carcassonne
July
2014. Greg is doing
a live chat on
Eurosport. He’ll be doing the whole
Tour de France for them. Albert & I see an opportunity. We will
both be on vacation not too far from the July 21st rest day
in Carcassonne. When the chat begins, Thierry and I dare to ask for
Greg to join
us in a casual ride there. We try not to hope for too much as we are
aware our question might not be picked up by Greg. But pretty soon
during the chat, not only our question pops up but Greg agrees to it !
We have to pinch ourselves. We have a date.
During
the period before july 21st, our excitement grows and we prepare for
the trip. Thierry feels hopeless behind his computer. He has to remain
in Belgium to work. No way to escape it. We will have to keep him
updated with phone messages. The man is dying.
Albert
is anxious. This will be his first meeting ever with Greg LeMond. He’s
never had the chance to go anywhere near the man in Z. Coming from
Spain, Albert is nervous about getting lost in the Castelnaudary
countryside between a vineyard and a sunflower field.
I'm
supposed to be cool. I've met Greg a
few times now and I've ridden with him on 2
occasions. But this one is different. This time is actually scheduled.
Expectations are higher. I rode with Greg in Megève in 2013 for the
Time-Megève-Mont Blanc “cyclosportive”. Greg & his team mate
Patrick were awesomely kind but Greg was just recovering from a car
acci dent
and was not in a good shape. There were also 800 riders which
made it far from being “intimate”. Last april Thierry & I
were heading for the Paris-Roubaix cobblestones when we met Greg and
offered him to come and join us. He agreed right on the spot ! That
was so unexpected and wild that we're still having a hard time
believing it was true.
We
do
our best to train in spite of the terrible weather. We know Greg’s
riding daily on the Tour
so we want to do good. I'm
still carrying 10kg too many when I reach Carcassonne. So, when
Albert, me and my brother arrive in the hilly southern France
where we are supposed to meet… we can’t wait to get on the bike so
that all the tension goes into the legs ! Kathy greets us in the most
friendly way. We
meet a guy called Dave from http://www.cyclingtips.com.au
,
an avid Greg LeMond fan who’ll join us for the ride. Scott LeMond,
Greg’s son, is there too, always amused by the fuzz his father is
causing. When Greg & the faithful Patrick come out, we’re good
to
go.
Or are we ? First things first : the first meeting between Greg
&
Albert is quite emotional. Greg gets a free hug. So does Albert. Then I
have to give a hand to Greg. It seems he doesn’t have a foot
pump. Proudest moment of my life, lifting the pump lever for the big
man.
Greg
is testing his new bike,
the recently introduced steel machine “Washoe”. Orange is the dress
code of the day. Off we go. For a little more than an hour,
we will wander around the
area in between storms. The atmosphere is very relaxed, Greg is as
chatty as ever. We have to stop every 10 minutes, as it
seems Greg is
having trouble with the Shimano Di2. My brother Eric takes the
bike in charge, being the Di2 expert. Verdict : chain is
too short.
And then it happens… We are in the middle of a sunflower field with
dark & heavy clouds over our heads. I'm right behind
Greg. We start climbing a little. Greg grabs the brake levers, gets up
on the pedals without accelerating, throwing his bike from left to
right and left again. “La danseuse”. As he comes back sitting on the
saddle, Greg stops turning the legs. Just for a second. We're riding
with Greg LeMond.
The
same thing happens later in a descent. I instantly recognize the
biker-like way of throwing his knees on the side when turning at high
speed. We’re having fun. Suddenly, we go “uh-ooh” when Greg goes wide
after a bend on the right and misses a turn. After the initial shock of
imagining the headlines “Former Tour de France hero pushed over a cliff
by dumb fan”, I tease Greg a little bit : “You’re a terrible ad
for a helmet”,I say. “I forgot it” is his reply. Then we realize
Scott is wearing a POC helmet, which design is… May we say
“questionable” ? But wait, who are we kidding ? I'm wearing the
Oakley Eyeshades myself ! Talk about questionable design… Taste is the
enemy of art.
We
come back where we started and this is the end of the ride. Me and my
brother have this “remember when we were kids
?” expression on our faces. Albert looks like he’s still a kid,
actually, his smile going from one ear to the other. We made it. Not
only did we make it but the casual way it all happened was, for us,
more than perfect. Greg has an ability to treat his fans as equals, in
a very humble and natural way. That’s admirable.
Aft er
a quick shower, we unpack
the few gifts we have for Greg. Among them, those two t-shirts designed
by Thierry. You might recognize them. The first is the same
t-shirt we used
for our Lac de Vassivière pilgrimage. The second is a
replica of the “best rookie” white jersey Greg won 30 years ago for his
first Tour de France. You can tell Greg’s having fun.
We're
having fun too with Greg’s
Eurosport car…
Thanks
to Dave, for not yelling at us when we
walked into frame and ruined his shot. Sorry, mate. You can check the
interviews Greg did with Dave here and here.
Thanks to Thierry for not
blowing up with frustration and supporting us all along. Thanks to my
brother Eric for sharing the food and shelter, and for a life
of riding our bikes together. But above all, we want to thank the
LeMonds for treating us as friends. That was a dream.
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