“Mt. Ventoux is a tough hill and I am not so fast. I am big. The toughest thing about climbing a hill is the extra weight you carry.”
Photographer’s notes: I am also not the smallest man. At two metres and over 100kg, I occupy space, and I have to carry that weight up mountain passes.
I used to be better when I was in Canada, climbing hills no matter what way I turned the front wheel as I left home. St. John’s, Newfoundland, and its surrounding hundred kilometres, has two terrains. Up or down. Flats are exceptional.
I live in Belgium now and can do rides 100kilometres long with nothing but a canal alongside. Canals are pretty flat. It has all left me soft.
Another sacrifice to living in Europe.
Oh… Belgium has beer. That would be the other sacrifice.
I am nothing but a martyr.