We awoke with a nervous apprehention to what was to lie ahead. After all most of us had only been riding 100-200kms a week with little climbing. Certainly not mountains. After getting the bike gear ready we hopped on the bus for a 1.5hr trip out to Carpentras. The excitement was building. As we got closer Ventoux started looming ahead as the monster of a mountain it is. Some of us shat ourselves (sorry french keyboard).
We rode from Carpentras to a cute little happening village of Bedoin at the foothills of Mt. Ventoux, stopped for a refreshment and leak break before we headed off up the mountain.
The first couple of kms were pretty okay as we rode out of town, however we soon knew that we were in for tough climb as we started up the mount.
It took most of us 2hrs+ to conquer the beast... What a great feeling it was to finally make it to the top. The muscles were aching and the body fatigued but the feeling of achieving a momentous climb made the pain well worth it.
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