euskatel tt

fränk machina

contador tt

cancellara tt

bros on fire

today the schlex were on fire! just like the woman looking greedily at fränk. big congratulations for you fränk - and andy as well! see you tomorrow at the tt!

bbox

'faster, faster' he whispered. i could only hear because i was in the middle of the road.

1 volvo down - zero to go!

astana hillton - no hill top!


kenny 'the kenny' van hummel

hotel torino

today we all rest. i did a few hours in a volvo. through the mont blanc tunnel and made it to aosta, italia. here i am at the bar in hotel torino. writing for cykelmagasinet.dk and uploading pictures. besides drinking pastis in the sun in a white shirt and black leather shoes. and a suit. a guy from napoli came and asked me for a cigarette at a cafeteria around noon. he later told me, that he used to be a dj at strip clubs in milano and napoli. but theres no strip clubs to be found in aosta. we agreed to meet later for a drink.

probably

the best domestique in this world! monsieur sympatique! monsieur loyale! monsieur jens voigt!

skil shimano

fascination goes further than this. i mean. im a trained sushichef. i worked with japanese chefs for years. no - i worked under those guys - for years. the face of this guy when he arrived in verbier today reminded me of those sweet hard times in a japanese kitchen.

legs in verbier

verbier

today in verbier

garmin wipstream

francesco moser

a promise is a promise! here you go marina . il capo - francesco moser!

hincapie circus

russian victory

too quick?

anonymous quick step rider after todays stage. on his way to the team bus, he told me, that going down wasnt the most devastating part of a crash. getting up was much worse. i didnt have a clue what he meant, so i just firred my canon a few times.

lance in besancon

this guy!

today in vittel, a water carrier won the most beautiful victory. basta.

copster

and uncounted amount of serious men doing their job. in briancon.

'interdit' he yelled and crossed his arms. i ignored him since that is my weapon of choice when i meet the cops.

'interdit' he screamed and blew his whistle. with ringing tinnitus i moved forward and realized that he hadnt even seen me.

i stumbled over the fence to get to the astana bus, where the woman in high heels, striped dress and sweet fumes was trying to flirt an astana cap from a soigneur.

she still wears that cap when i visit her in copenhagen.

a straight line

dauphiné libéré 2009 - rehearsing for the tour - i went in a small car to the town of briancon. i went with a woman dressed up in high heels, a red striped dress and sweet fumes.

with blue mountains in the mirrors of a very small car, we almost flew back to lyon and a hotel room.

//velo// - exhibition opening this week

my exhibiton 'velo' opens this saturday at café englen, århus.

10 dramatic moments.

pro cycling.

blood, tears and womit.

exposed to the public eye.

cykelmagasinet

in the next issue of the danish cykelmagasinet i will publish 'a story from paris-roubaix' along with my photos from the race.
also i will have a series - made up with my partner in crime - monsieur okbo. its called '3 spring classics' and covers paris-roubaix, amstel gold race and liège-bastogne-liège 2009. Get it in your local bike shop!

cykelmagasinet.dk


here a young saxo-boy plays football while he patiently waits for the riders in compiegne. depart. prs_rbx_2009

astana rider at ventoux

looking forward to hit the ventoux again in approx. 3 weeks.

the great ventoux. it rips out lungs of the unprepared. it tears up the mind of young riders. its a long drag of no mercy.

mercy. mercy. mercy.

fränkenstein

being pushed around by colleagues, i realised that the legs of a worn out rider are far more interesting than arms raised with some bowl of silver or what ever.

'tighten up your legs fränk' i yelled.

'tight'em up real good man!' i insisted.

he didnt even look at me.

the muscles on his thighs though - they grew a little and you could see his veins move to the beat of his heart.

car wash

at the team hotel - south of the galibier - 2 men were fixing bikes and skodas for the next days race.

they always talk

i dont know why. but some of the riders in the peloton talk a lot. about playstation and women.

swiss suffering in briancon

when you come to a stop

inside out

some times you just feel like turning your body inside out. 'really - going up ventoux was the worst thing i ever tried' he later told me. that was after a big hug and a nice massage. i didnt believe him.

finally there

despair at ventoux

abuse is often seen in the peloton. certainly abuse of legs applies easily. especially on a thursday in june.

young rider in valence

nervous and excited at the same time. young astana rider. and me. at the same time.

the road to galibier

the night before the riders arrive. it almost seemed like the infernal roads going up to the sommet of galibier were waiting for the riders. in silence. but very conscious about the land of pain the riders were about to explore the next day.

galibier the night before the riders

riders going into briancon

mont ventoux - finally there

'the mountains of provence are beuatiful' the mother of his firstborn child told him, when he phoned her before the depart in valence.

dauphiné libéré - valence

big boonen before the start of etape 5 of le dauphiné 2009.

mont ventoux 11.06.2009

dauphiné libéré 2009. the top of mont ventoux. riders exposed to severe damage. 'this is just the beginning' i told him and he thought of col d'izoard and the struggles of the next two days. 'i will be there too!' i replied, when he told to me go to hell.

velodrome

the velodrome of ck aarhus - riders leaving after racing one night in june 2009.

1 winner, men in black pants & campagnolo rims

blow job

diquigiovanni rider blowing his nose a steep place outside maastricht.

dark riders

amstel gold race 2009, sastre, rebellin etc.

little big schleck arrives in liège

when you arrive hastingly in ans, the suburb of liège, where the liège-bastogne-liège finish line is located, you realize that you are in belfast. here some young women with rushing blood, run to salute baby brother schleck.

a disapointment in valkenburg

all this talk about good legs. some days you have and off course - some days you dont. realising that some russian guy had the best leggies today, cunego longs only for a kiss or two by some young girl. dont get carried away he said, but i was only listening to the shutter in my canon.

skil shimano prs_rbx

being pretty fucking far away from home, this man for a second wondered if it was sick not to miss his family.

after a while going fast on the cobblestones, he got this strange feeling of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

mass for the riders

you see him in your nightmares. you see him in your dreams. he'll appear out of nowhere, but he aint what he seems.

golden amstel morning

at a bar close to the departure area in maastricht, these guys were already celebrating around 8 o'clock in the morning. 'will we be on the cover?' they asked me. 'yes' i replied, shooting a few pics. the men at the bar were very curious, asking a lot of questions. it made me think about who of us were the visitors in this zoo?
who are the watchers - and who are being watched?

a place to go