We can tell from the beginning it’s going to be another hot
day. Fortunately, we aren’t planning on
dragging the truck too far. Just a few
miles along the highway to the top of Rabbit Ears Pass (so called because of a
local rock shaped like, you know.)
The riders are on their way up from Breckenridge and while
we know it will take them a while to get here, we aren’t sure when the
officials will be closing the road so to make sure we aren’t blocked out, we
get an early-ish start and soon have our spot staked out by the highway.
It’s at the top of a 9,426 ft. high pass. The type of hill I would need a fork-lift
truck to get my bike up. We’re looking
down a long, straight stretch so will have plenty of advance notice when the
riders are coming. Even so, we know they’ll
be passed us in a flash. However, when
you’re following a tour, the cyclist going by is only a small part of it. It’s the carnival atmosphere amongst the
waiting spectators which makes it all worthwhile. The bikes are just the icing on the cake.
Beer gets drunk, jokes get cracked, photos get snapped and friendships
get made. It doesn’t get much better
than this. If the Internet access hadn’t
crapped out when we crested the pass, we would all have been able to use our
Smartphone Apps to know exactly where the riders were but no matter. A helpful support car came along a few
minutes early to let us know that Jans Voigt was leading the field by a little
over 2 minutes and sure enough, a little while later he hove into
view. 41 year old Mr. “Shut Up Legs”
himself.
He wasn’t smiling but then, he was riding 106 miles today,
almost all uphill and I sure as hell wouldn’t be smiling either.
Four more riders ground their way passed us and then came
the pack. Looking mean and angry, they
didn’t seem to be going much slower than when we saw them on the flat. So it was no great surprise when we learned
later that despite dragging everyone else up the hill, Voigt was beaten in an
exciting sprint finish after losing the lead only a couple of miles from the
finish.
Sorry Jens, but we had a great day all the same.
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