Mont SereinYesterday, we started in yet another wind-blown valley of France with yet another historic piece of cycling culture looming in front of us. Mont Ventoux. There have been many obstacles on our way to the sunny beaches of Nice, but this one by far was the most daunting and magical.

In order to get to the sun, we had to first pay our respects to it and sacrifice everything our bodies had left. I feel like I left everything on the road up that mountain yesterday. Because I knew there was no other way to experience it.

Today we continue our journey to the amazing coast of Nice and I am sure the stories and racing will get better.

Ciao! Lucas