Well, I never expected the descent to be harder than the climb!
Had an epic 40th birthday last Thursday, along with hundreds of others celebrating the life of Tom Simpson on Mont Ventoux. The climb was like nothing I've ever experienced, the feeling of joy when you could rest on a 7% gradient, wanting the hurt to stop whilst revelling in every single view. And the tower keeps looming.
A beautiful day and instantly memorable. Unfortunately, I never quite made it back to Château Reynaud. Came out of a corner a little out of shape and the stupid reverse brakes took a victim. Locked up the back, was quick enough to release it but muscle memory kicked in and I grabbed it again. Hobson's choice saw me choosing to hit a crash barrier which has fractured my ankle, the flight forward saw me hit one of those stupid metal poles causing fracture and grade 4 dislocation of the clavicle.
Now the fun bit, helmet took a battering where my shoulder did, debate away but I was delighted with the polystyrene!
Anyway, on the mend and not put off. If you haven't took on a mountain, ridden a pass in France, go do it! Loved (nearly) every moment!