The race is slowing. Consistently, the pace is off schedule, late. It’s become apparent that without all the doping, the riders basically have no balls and are all scared of one another. So nothing happens, and the race takes longer. It sucks when we all want to just get the hell out at the end of the day.
The compound, or “Zone Technique” (Technical Zone), is set up around a lake today, which is really nice. After lunch I took a walk up the race course about 1.5 km, in search of some kind of shops/town scenery, but didn’t come up with much.
We’re starting to get into the wine regions of France now, and hopefully I can find more time this year to sample and buy some good regional wine.
We had a very nice three course meal at the hotel tonight in Bourg-en-Bresse that was ‘gratis’. I’ve never eaten quail before, and I must say it is a very good bird. We ate dinner with Liggett and Sherwen, and of course they are funny as always when they’re together; crazy Brits always crack me up. But it’s a very interesting hotel, with lots of antique-looking objects strewn about.
After this three course dinner, we retired to the patio outside where we threw a few back and learned more about one of our cameramen Darby, and his alternative lifestyle. You see, Darby lives in Steamboat Springs, a nice area of Colorado; in a teepee. That’s right, a teepee. Native American-style. Except it’s a massive teepee; double insulated, so it’s warm in the winter and cool in the summer. And it has a loft. And electricity.
Plus four cars, some animals, and an outhouse. The day before he left for London, a coyote stole his wallet and ate it. You think I’m making this up but I’m not. He showed us a picture. Direct Quote #1: “Hell yeah it’s a chick magnet. I’m not, the teepee is!”
The compound, or “Zone Technique” (Technical Zone), is set up around a lake today, which is really nice. After lunch I took a walk up the race course about 1.5 km, in search of some kind of shops/town scenery, but didn’t come up with much.
We’re starting to get into the wine regions of France now, and hopefully I can find more time this year to sample and buy some good regional wine.
We had a very nice three course meal at the hotel tonight in Bourg-en-Bresse that was ‘gratis’. I’ve never eaten quail before, and I must say it is a very good bird. We ate dinner with Liggett and Sherwen, and of course they are funny as always when they’re together; crazy Brits always crack me up. But it’s a very interesting hotel, with lots of antique-looking objects strewn about.After this three course dinner, we retired to the patio outside where we threw a few back and learned more about one of our cameramen Darby, and his alternative lifestyle. You see, Darby lives in Steamboat Springs, a nice area of Colorado; in a teepee. That’s right, a teepee. Native American-style. Except it’s a massive teepee; double insulated, so it’s warm in the winter and cool in the summer. And it has a loft. And electricity.
Plus four cars, some animals, and an outhouse. The day before he left for London, a coyote stole his wallet and ate it. You think I’m making this up but I’m not. He showed us a picture. Direct Quote #1: “Hell yeah it’s a chick magnet. I’m not, the teepee is!”Oh and Jason mounted a rooster and demanded I take pictures. Direct Quote #2: “I look like Chris Shivers riding Little Yellow Jacket.” PBR nerd.
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