Thinking about the Vercors
Vercors…land of the great cols. Which is where I’m bound shortly.
For the month of June, I’ll be away, on bike (maybe my Breezer, maybe a Swiss loaner). Couch surfing, warm showerig, cold-feet travel style: no plan, just go and use everyone’s cell phones to figure out the next move.
A fellow named Will thoughtfully mapped out some of his rides: he’s got hillclimb sickness, and wants to do a hundred in a summer (if I read him right).
And I’ll be able to play-ja-rides ’em, if I can figure out how to download the maps.