this will be the last in my series of lance stretching out legs in annecy.
even looking this serious and focused, he was still able to smile.
maybe he knew something that i did not. i tend not to think so.
'strike that pose, man' i repeated. he did 3 or 4 i remember. he looked very unhappy, when i told him that i had to go. there where other riders waiting.
tt annecy, le tour 2009
'iss funny' he told me in broken english. 'even you can find a new friend insis circus' he continued with a light voice. 'nobody would even sink about it! really! finding a friend while going up the ventoux' he insisted like he was questioning his own words.
ill give you the greatest show on earth! le tour de france - a moving city. a media giant moving across continental europe. 'allez le tour!' they scream out of the car windows, when we hazardously rumble down from the mountains in a police protected media convoy.
astana fan waiting for a few chosen favorite riders. champs elysee, paris.
enjoying the struggle of petit saint-bernard in a friendly setup. andy, fränk and jens. with lance on their wheels. seconds later jens was down.
before the tt in annecy - lance stretching out his legs of fire!
'when i beat them, they will know!' he whispered slowly to himself again and again.
before they started their trip against the clock - contre le montre - they cracked a few jokes. lance, fränk and andy. realising that i underestimated their sense of humour, i shook their hands and told them to concentrate on the race instead. one by one they left on bikes.

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!
'faster, faster' he whispered. i could only hear because i was in the middle of the road.
astana hillton - no hill top!
kenny 'the kenny' van hummel
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.
the best domestique in this world! monsieur sympatique! monsieur loyale! monsieur jens voigt!
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.
today in verbier
garmin wipstream
a promise is a promise! here you go marina . il capo - francesco moser!
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.
today in vittel, a water carrier won the most beautiful victory. basta.
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.
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.
my exhibiton 'velo' opens this saturday at café englen, århus.
10 dramatic moments.
pro cycling.
blood, tears and womit.
exposed to the public eye.
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!
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here a young saxo-boy plays football while he patiently waits for the riders in compiegne. depart. prs_rbx_2009