Tales of a Cyclotourist, Part III: 2006 Pla-de-Beret

Tales of a Cyclotourist, Part III: 2006 Pla-de-Beret

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This is the tale of the day I caused Paolo Savoldelli to crash out of the Tour de France. It happened in a flash, and the details are fading into the cobwebs of my horrible memory; if you're interested, you can read a more detailed account in my original post on the subject.

Our trip to the Tour in 2006 was no less memorable than the trip to Alpe d'Huez in 2003 and in some ways more so. Instead of heading to the Alps, we went down to Pla-de-Beret in Spain to watch the race on its first major mountain stage.  It was a very different experience as a spectator than the ones we had in France. The Spainish were more poorly organized than the French were, but at the same time, were trying to rule the crowd with an iron fist (a police officer threatened to arrest us for parking in a parking lot). What resulted was a much less spirited and lighthearted atmosphere and much more gesturing towards officers with their backs turned. But still lots of fun, of course, because after all – it's still the Tour de France.

The race passed with it's usual procession: the caravan, the racers, the team cars. Then came the groupetto. This was 2006, and my boy Tomeke was riding in the Rainbow stripes as world champ. The problem was, I was on the wrong side of the road to appropriately photograph him (I have very exacting standards). Being a man of action (and focused on the race coming up the mountain), I jumped across the road just in time to set up for my shot. It felt a bit like being a super hero or a Jedi; the speed with which I moved was incredible.  So too, unfortunately, was the speed of Paolo Savoldelli as he was descending the wrong way back down the the climb – while the race was still going on.

He plowed into me like a crash test car into a brick wall. Lucky for me, I'm a big fat Dutchman. Unlucky for him, he was a skinny Italian pro with no helmet. Blood pouring off his face, he screamed at me what I can only assume was a stream of curses, sprayed his eye with water, jumped on his bike and rode off.

The next day, we were back at home base in Aspet and watched the race as it passed through town in the early parts of the stage. Paolo was off the back already with a big wad of gauze over his eye. He dropped out later that day. His contract was not renewed, and he retired after a few years of anonymity in smaller teams. I, on the other hand, continue to suffer from the effects of the dislocated shoulder as a result of the collision. But only when I strain it during the odd ass-kicking I dish out on hippie fixie douches.


// Cyclotourism // Racing

  1. A. Mich looks totally serious and maybe even a little freaked out in those pics
    B. Why was he riding back down?
    C. You just go around ending careers. That’s just what you do.

  2. @Marko
    Team buses rarely go up to the top of a summit finish because it’s so hard to get off the mountain afterward so riders put on some extra layers while they are still warm and ride back to the bus below. It’s safer to descend while the course is closed, before all the drunk tifosi start descending, unless of course, a Dutch Monkey crosses your path. Il Falco versus the Monkey, no one wins there.

    Frank, that is a hell of a tale, all to get a good photo of Tomeke. Mamma Mia…

  3. @Marko
    A. She was totally For Cereal. Afterward – before asking if I was OK – she exclaimed, “My bike is lighter!!”
    B. It would never have happened in France.
    C. Trudat.

  4. @john
    He’s my boy, what can I say?

    A really funny side tale is that he was the first to go back down by bike, others started going down soon after. But pretty soon, word spread as to what happened to him. Next thing I know, I see Boogerd heading down. Moments later, he comes back up, sitting in the back of the Rabo car, looking awfully dejected, like a child who had just been scolded. I can only imagine what happened in between.

  5. Wow – that’s a great story. Something not to be repeated for sure though.

  6. @Dan O
    Agreed. There are certainly other, more mutually-beneficial methods to making a trip memorable.

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