The Tour de France starts here

Yesterday, I rode up the Ballon d’Alsace, a mountain in the Vosges range that was the first hill ever included in the Tour de France, which starts this Saturday in London. By the standards of the Tour, it’s a minor climb — just five miles uphill, with an average gradient of seven percent — nothing like the monsters of the Pyrenees and the Alps that riders will be grinding up in a few weeks. It was unseasonably wet and cold, with heavy winds and driving rain, but I hadn’t come all the way to France to sit in the hotel. In happier times, I would have been excited to ride in the shadow of legends: Through water-blurred glasses I could see the hundreds of messages painted by fans the last time the Tour made its way over this mountain in 2005.

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