This weekend, it reawoke. And naturally, I celebrated the coming of verdant spring by riding my bike all weekend.
On Saturday, my German friend Sophie, her boyfriend Martin and I got our skinny-wheeled road bikes out and took them out for a sweltering 100 km and 2200 meters vertical.
|Me and Sophie on the way up Col de Vence|
|Sophie enters Le Sappey en Chatreuse, with Chamchaude still snowdecked in the background|
|Church vs mountain in St Pierre en Chartreuse|
|Victory on Col Granier, our last big climb of the day|
|Martin alone on the road back to Grenoble, the Belledonnes glittering in to the left.|
First we went to the east side of Grenoble, above the area called Fontaine.
|The gang on smooth singletrack|
|Andreas goes for it|
|The flowers are in bloom!|
|Sophie below Les Trois Purcelles (The spiky thing in the background)|
|Andreas has never seen anything so beautiful in his entire life.|
|Neither have I!|
And finally we hit up some trails in the south of Grenoble. Andreas and I had found a nice descent route there the weekend before, complete with jumps that someone had built. It was trail bikers' paradise. When I finished the descent, even though I knew my legs would take no more, I just wanted to continue flying free forever into the bright blue sky.
|Martin shows us how it's done.|
- The Wild Bazilchuk