Paris-Roubaix

What is there to be said about Paris-Roubaix that hasn't already been said? 257 kilometers of racing, 50+ kilometers of cobbles, the dust, the inevitable crashes and punctures: there's a reason it's called the Hell of the North.

 

But before the pros arrive, the juniors do. An 18 year old Dane named Magnus Bak Klias held off a rapidly approaching peloton to snatch the win.

 
For a short while, all was calm in the velodrome once more after the junior's race.

 

But it wasn't long before the men's race really heated up. Flat tires, a few crashes, and a breakaway group stacked with some of the world's best riders promised to make the year's edition spectacular!

 

With just 6 kilometers to go, an inspired Niki Terpstra took off from the breakaway that included names like Boonen, Cancellara, Sagan, and Wiggins. At every update, Terpstra had somehow managed to increase his meager lead by 1 or 2 more seconds. By the time he entered the velodrome, solo, he was hovering around 20 seconds ahead. Below: the moment he arrived in the velodrome.

 

The strong 9-man break rode hard, knowing they were racing for second place.

 

Victory for Niki!

 

A close sprint saw Degenkolb beat Cancellara.

 

The media closed in on Terpstra while he hugged his wife.

 

Cancellara, winner of the last 2 editions, was less enthusiastic.

 

The race may have been decided at this point but not all the racers had finished. The peloton arrived in bunches over the next 28 minutes.

 

A dusty David Millar, in his last of 18 years as a professional cyclist, finally finished his first Paris-Roubaix.

 
Meanwhile, just behind me, former pro and 8th place finisher at last year's race, Juan Antonio Flecha did TV commentary.

 

Compared to last year, Degenkolb was a new addition to the podium while Cancellara and Terpstra had swapped spots.

 

Terpstra hoisting the trophy, a heavy cobblestone, up over his head.

 

Out on the street, it was mild pandemonium as riders and fans all tried to visit the team buses while mechanics set about cleaning the bikes and preparing riders' luggage.

 

 

A Lotto rider threatens to be swallowed by the crowd.

 

Jan Barta.

 

Sam Bennett.

 

Outside the velodrome, the lead up to the final kilometer names the previous winners of the race.

 

So what else is there to say about Paris-Roubaix? Just this:

 

 

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A little more Ronde van Vlaanderen

On this, the eve of the Hell of the North (officially known as Paris-Roubaix), I'll share a little more of last Sunday's Ronde van Vlaanderen.

 

First, a few photos from a spectator who found me through twitter to share these photos.

 

Adrien Petit.

 

Jan Barta.

 

Hugo Houle.

 

Antoine Duchesne.

 

Marcus Burghardt.

 

And if you'd like to see some video, you can find me in not one but two from Orica GreenEdge! You may recall that Svein Tuft was wearing a camera on his helmet–he must have drawn the short straw–so pay attention around minute 4 of this video showing the team preparing for and racing in de Ronde. The second video can be found here and shows race morning preparations and the sign on from Svein's helmet cam. It's something different and well worth a watch (aside from the fact that I pop up around 6:30 into the video). Notice how long a ride it is over cobbles just to get to the sign on and how massive the crowds are!

 

Thanks again to Surcouf for the photos and points to Mark from Ireland and David from New Jersey, 2 fellow fans I met at the Tour de France and the World Championships respectively, who got in touch to make sure I knew about the Orica videos (bonus points to Mark who emailed me within 20 minutes of the first video's release after not seeing me since last July!). Yes, this sport certainly brings people together, just one of the countless things I love about it.

 

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Scheldeprijs

If it's Wednesday, it must mean cycling in Belgium! Today was the 102nd Scheldeprijs, won by Marcel Kittel the last 2 years.

 
Sign on in Antwerp!

 

Maple syrup's unofficial spokesman, Ted King!

 
Peter Sagan.
 
Greg Van Avermaet.
 
Marcel Sieberg.
 
Gatis Smukulis.
 
Geraint Thomas was interviewed by a scrum of journalists.
 
I caught the start of the race standing on my toes.

 

After a bus, a tram, and a drive (and only one circle), we drove under the 1k to go banner.

 
A sunny day, people were inspired to bring their dogs to the race.

 

The course featured 3 laps plus the finish. A 6 man breakaway had about 3 minutes advantage with over 50k to go.

 

The peloton.

 

Lap 2 breakaway.

 

And the peloton.

 

Third lap and their lead was quickly diminishing.

 

The peloton on the chase.

 

I respect this man's eyebrows.

 

The bell rang and everyone scrambled to get the best view possible of the sprint finish.

 

From 100 meters out, it was clear that Kittel had it, but what I was thrilled about wasto see Tyler Farrar come in second!

 

After crossing the finish line, the riders all pulled a U turn and rode to their buses. When Tom Boonen rode by, the crowd went absolutely nuts. That's what happens when Boonen's in Belgium.

 

The diamond studded trophy worth €50,000 would go to Kittel, the first man to win 3 consecutive years.

 

Tyler on the podium! Even better was him waving to me from the podium!

 

Danny Van Poppel was third to grab the final podium spot.

 

Kittel was really eager for them to all spray their champagne, so it was pretty funny to watch them all struggle to open their bottles. In the end, Kittel couldn't remove his cork, but Tyler and Danny saved the day.

 

Walking back to the car, we took the scenic route and passed all of the melee at the team buses and cars.

 

Today's 22 autographs: 26 Marcel Sieberg, 27 Boris Vallée, 28 Jonas Vangenechten, 33 Steve Chainel, 62 Silvan Dillier, 66 Greg Van Avermaet, 71 Peter Sagan, 73 Ted King, 81 Arnaud Démare, 93 Lasse Norman Hansen, 98 Steele Von Hoff, 108 Bjorn Thurau, 118 Gatis Smukulis, 133 Markel Irizar, 137 Jesse Sergent, 141 Kenny Van Hummel, 154 Gert Jõeäär, 181 Francesco Chicchi, 204 Zak Dempster, 211 Michael Van Staeyen, 215 Tom Van Asbroeck, and 231 Danilo Napolitano.

 

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Bruges/Brugge skyline

One of the prettiest I've ever seen.

 

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98th Ronde Van Vlaanderen

Just after 6am in Brugge.

 

8am.

 

And the square was full of too many people by the time the sign on began.

 

Topsport Vlaanderen, the first team to sign on.

 

I'm super excited to have a new Canadian riding on a pro team. Last year I saw Antoine Duchesne (below with arms crossed) race at GPCQM and at the Worlds, and I got to meet him both times. He saw me wave my Canadian flag and a huge grin spread across his face.

 

Gediminas Bagdonas.

 

Svein Tuft sporting a Go Pro.

 

People watched the sign on from windows above the square.

 

Fien, her sister, niece, and I jumped in the car and started our own tour of Flanders.

 

Taylor Phinney led the breakaway up the Eikenberg with 132k to go.

 

Six plus minutes later, the peloton hit the foot of the cobbled climb.

 

Tom Boonen.

 

Lars Boom.

 

Hayden Roulston wearing the New Zealand national champion's jersey I saw him win in January.

 

We dashed to the car and caught the peloton, spread across the entire road and even spilling onto the grass, a short time later.

 

Traffic of all kinds flowed in every imaginable direction.

 

Our next stop was in Horebeke (about 86k to go) where we waited for the race alongside soigneurs from half a dozen teams equipped with spare tires, water bottles, and musettes.

 

The breakaway had dropped a few riders by now and had maybe a 3 minute lead.

 

The peloton's arrival.

 

Tyler Farrar and Stijn Vandenbergh.

 

Bradley Wiggins, center.

 

Svein Tuft.

 

We drove for a few hundred meters before traffic was at an absolute stand still, leaving us frustrated until we realized it was because the race was about to cross the street in front of us!

 

Stig Broeckx, Daryl Impy, and Taylor Phinney remained in the 6 man breakaway.

 

The peloton once again had spread so wide that we spectators all had to jump out of the way.

 

On to our last chance to catch the race, the Taaienberg, one of the last cobbled climbs with just 37k to go.

 

Phinney and company had been swallowed up and an inevitably doomed 2 man breakaway of Edvald Boasson Hagen and Dries Devenyns hit the climb first.

 

Stijn Vandenbergh.

 
Greg Van Avermaet.

 

Tom Boonen, Fabian Cancellara, and Peter Sagan.

 

Luca Paolini.

 

Taylor Phinney and Bradley Wiggins.

 

Jack Bauer.

 

Marcus Burghardt.

 

Bernie Eisel.

 

Tim Declercq.

 

Michael Schär.

 

A suffering gruppetto hit the climb.

 

Thor Hushovd.

 

Jay Thomson.

 

Damien Gaudin just ahead of the broom wagon. He didn't finish the race.

 

We bolted to the car one final time, this time to head home and watch the last couple of kilometers on TV.

 

Who did we spy on the road but Juan Jose Lobato, having just abandoned the race. With 4 of us in the car, we didn't have room for him and his bike, so I stuck my head out of the window and told him this in Spanish. He was a little surprised to have been recognized and spoken to in his native language while riding in Belgium. It was a good day in all.

 

Today's 12 autographs (in blue, far right panel): 26 Lars Yting Bak, 42 Gediminas Bagdonas, 45 Hugo Houle, 128 Svein Tuft, 132 Antoine Duchesne, 196 Adrien Petit, 198 Romain Zingle, 208 Aleksejs Saramotins, 212 Songezo Jim, 221 Jan Barta, 231 Tim Declercq, and 237 Zico Waeytens.

 

 

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Kiwi cuisine

Have you ever been to a restaurant that specialized in kiwi food? Ok, maybe you've been somewhere that's served New Zealand lamb, but a full menu dedicated to kiwi cuisine? I doubt it. And here's why: the 4 food groups of New Zealand.

 

1: Meat flavored chips.

 

2: Tongue

 

3: Ham (and possibly Mountain Dew)

 

4: Hokey pokey. What the hell is this all about?

 

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The rest of the South Island, New Zealand

At this point, we bid farewell to Corentin. With a one year visa, he had the freedom to travel slower than those of us with the standard 90 day visas. Five of us rented a tightly packed car and headed to the southern tip of the South Island.

 

The Catlins

Beaches, lighthouses, tree climbing, caves, waterfalls, seals, and penguins!

 

Tunnel beach

Rocks on a crazy scale.

 

Otago Peninsula

Just outside of Dunedin, the wildlife viewing on the Otago Peninsula was a bit of a let down. After seeing so many penguins(!) and seals in the Catlins for free, most of the wildlife opportunities on the peninsula required paying for a tour, so we cheapskates passed. We did manage to see some albatross from the viewing center's parking lot, a sleepy seal, and many, many sheep as we took a misguided hike through boggy sheep fields on a windy, rainy day. Ah, New Zealand.

 

Dunedin

 

Christchurch

I regret not taking more photos in Christchurch. The city is a bizarre place years after a devastating earthquake. Barely any reconstruction has begun, leaving entire blocks as abandoned rubbish heaps. The flip side is that there is a great deal of innovation and creativity in the city. An outdoor shopping center has been built entirely of shipping containers and solitary holes of a citywide mini golf course randomly popped up.

 

Lake Tekapo

 

Mt. Cook

New Zealand's highest point was my last stop after 10 weeks in Kiwiland. My foursome had dwindled down to just 2 as Guillaume and I left Angela after Dunedin. We again lucked out with the weather and even had a day so sunny, I had tan lines on my shins for the next 2 months. The last 2 photos are of Mt. Cook itself.

 

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South Island’s west coast, New Zealand

There were two reasons why I loved the South Island as much as I did: it's basically one huge playground in terms of outdoor fun and I got to share it all with my three steady travel companions, Angela, Corentin, and Guillaume.

 

Queen Charlotte Trek

Hiking and camping 71 kilometers in only mildy rainy conditions.

 

Abel Tasman National Park

Kayaking, seals, and stalking a fairy penguin!

 

Pupu Springs

Unbelievably clear water.

 

Cape Fairwell

The northern most point of the South Island. There were some seals, but a lot of sand and a lot of wind. A lot.

 

Cape Foulwind

I think the name is a pretty damn accurate description but it fails to mention all of the seals who come ashore to rest!

 

Pancake Rocks & caves

 

Hokitika Gorge

I wonder if any camera can actually capture the intense turquoise/blue/gray color that results from rock flour (ground up rock), melted glacier ice, and river water.

 

Franz Josef Glacier

 

Mt. Armstrong hike

I've never simultaneously loved and hated a hike as much as this one. For Corentin and especially Guillaume, it was a prime example of what happens when Kathryn isn't fed in a timely manner. Somewhat surprisingly, we all made it back down alive.

 

Rob Roy Glacier

 

Isthmus hike

If your looking for some cheap entertainment, get a couple of French guys to say “isthmus.” This was a good and steep hike on a sunny day but I think the highlight might have been the group of hunters we met on the way down. They were so impressed with my deer spotting abilities (sans binoculars, thank you) that they offered me a job on the spot.

 

Christmas

Homemade stockings, a slew of wrapped presents, tinsel, a huge meal, and reindeer shadow puppets!

 

Milford Sound

In a word: beautiful!

 

Doubtful Sound

In two words: very beautiful! I wasn't sure that it was going to be worth the time and money to see both sounds, but it absolutely was. And we completely lucked out with unusually clear weather and wildlife spotting: fairy penguins, seals, and dolphins!

 

Ben Lomond hike

Me versus an impending storm. I won!

 

Remarkables hike

A sunny New Year's Eve day saw us going for one final hike of 2013.

 

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North Island, New Zealand

In the interest of time and with the reality of more cycling looming on the horizon (lucky me!), I'm going to abbreviate my New Zealand posts. I spent about 10 weeks there at the cusp of 2013/2014 with the goals of hiking and generally playing outside.

 

Paihia:

Gentle hikes at the northern end of the island.

 

Waitomo:

Not even a week into my trip, I started to travel with Angela, a woman from Martinique I'd met at my Auckland hostel. Our first stop together was to see the glow worm caves at Waitomo. The caves were beautiful and super fun–hopefully I'll be able to retrieve those photos before too long to share with you. Perhaps just as enjoyable as the caves were the farm animals at our hostel.

 

Rotorua:

The whole town stinks of sulfer but the upside is that the hot springs are a good time. Further from the center of town is the Redwood Forest which is great for mountain biking if you enjoy finding yourself in a muddy creek, and even better for hiking.

 

Tongariro Crossing:

Lord of the Rings fan know this best as the home of Mount Doom, but for me it was a gorgeous and dramatic landscape to hike through.

 

Pouakai Circuit:

Our hostel was full due to the tattoo convention in town so Angela and I set out on a 3 day/2 night hike where we played cards all night with a pair of French backpackers.

 

Wellington:

I hardly took any photos here, due in equal parts to the rain which kept us inside and a thriving nightlife! Angela and I met up again with Corentin and Guillaume, the French guys from Pouakai Circuit, and from then on, the 4 of traveled together until it was time for me to leave New Zealand!

 

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Paris-Nice stage 8

The final day of Paris-Nice! I was among the first to arrive at the sign on but eventually a herd of people showed up.

 

In talking with Colin yesterday, we realized that we look for the exact opposite arrangement in how a sign on is set up. While he wants lots of space so he can move around and frame each shot just so, I want a smaller area for the riders so that I can plunk myself on the riders' path so they can't help but sign autographs and stop to chat with me. I was thrilled with yesterday's sign on in Mougins whereas Colin was pleased with today's! Despite my disadvantage, I still racked up 20 signatures with some help from my neighbors.

 

Jan Bakelants was one of the first riders to show up and, after he'd signed on, he leisurely rolled over to me, signed my poster (the one I snagged yesterday!), and made himself comfortable while we had a nice talk. When he left, I tried to explain to the curious onlookers around me that I kind of know a lot of the riders by now, so from then on, any rider I didn't know, the crowd did their best to get him to sign for me, “so that I could have more friends!” as one neighbor said. They were slightly over eager to get every single rider to sign, which is how I ended up with Thor Hushovd and Tony Gallopin signing 2 days in a row. Then again, without their help, I doubt I would have ever gotten Carlos Betancur in the yellow jersey to sign for me, so it all worked out.

 

There were a few misses: Tom Bonnen; Andre Cardoso to complete Garmin; Sylwester Szmyd for the Polish trifecta. A TV cameraman and reporter prevented Niki Terpstra from signing but a helpful worker notice the pair was blocking my mojo and he had them move off to the side.

 

Most importantly, I got familiar hellos and smiles and waves and laughs from Navardauskas, Tyler Farrar, and Taylor Phinney, just as I'd hoped for.

 

Team Giant Shimano at the start.

 

 

Rui Costa and Andre Cardoso.

 

Navardauskas, George Bennett, and Steele Von Hoff check their bike computers.

 

Pim Ligthart.

 

Tyler and Taylor together!

 

David Lopez smiles, Alex Howes snacks, and a Tinkoff rider looks cranky.

 

The jerseys.

 

Howes and Farrar.

 

FDJ.

 

The penultimate rider to get moving, Fabian Wegmann.

 

The 128 kilometer stage took the peloton on a loop over 5 categorized climbs and 2 sprints. A few riders opted to abandon and cut out a short loop with the final climb, so they rode in well before the peloton arrived.

 

The last kilometer was a descent and then dead flat so the race organizers got the sprint finish they were looking for. French champion Arthur Vichot claimed the stage.

 

Betancur celebrated staying upright to seal his overall victory.

 

There was a crash in the final kilometers involving Rui Costa, Luis Angel Mate (pictured below), Tony Gallopin (middle photo), and Rafal Majka (bottom photo).

 

Christian Knees, Niki Terpstra, and the peloton arrived in waves.

 

Stage winner: Arthur Vichot (France, FDJ)

 

Overall winner: Carlos Betancur (Colombia, AG2R)

 

Best young rider: Carlos Betancur (Colombia, AG2R)

 

King of the Mountains: Pim Ligthart (Netherlands, Lotto Belisol)

 

Best team: Movistar

 

Jesus Herrada.

 

Sprinter: John Degenkolb (Germany, Giant Shimano)

 

Aleksejs Saramotins finished the stage just ahead of the broom wagon.

 
The overall podium: 3rd Artur Vichot

 

2nd Rui Costa

 

1st Carlos Betancur

 

 

The race was over but Jose Rojas had to chug some water before going in for a doping test.

 

Team buses and mechanics' trucks lined the Promenade des Anglais.

 

Better than Where's Waldo: in this photo find Taylor Phinney, Connie Carpenter, Thor Hushovd, and Bobby Julich.

 

Today's 20 autographs: 21 Romain Bardet, 22 Carlos Betancur, 25 Samuel Dumoulin, 28 Alexis Vuillermoz, 33 Thor Hushovd, 34 Amaël Moinard, 44 Sebastian Hinault, 46 Jerome Pineau, 48 Aleksejs Saramotins, 54 Matt Goss, 78 Lieuwe Westra, 81 Tony Gallopin, 96 Cedric Pineau, 102 Jan Bakelants, 128 Fränk Schleck, 138 Perrig Quemeneur, 145 Jesus Herrada, 185 Marco Marcato, 188 Davide Villella, and 193 Koen de Kort.

 

I miss it already.

 

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