I rejected attending the Leeds start of last year's Tour de France to do a FNRttC instead.
I had a bad cold that weekend so I rejected standing in a crowd of thousands of people up one of the local hills to watch the Tour de France peloton climb by.
I chose instead to stand at the roadside in my adopted town of Hebden Bridge and take photos of the peloton.
Unfortunately, some bright spark ran 10 special double-length trains full of spectators into Hebden Bridge station in the run-up to this memorable event. These spectators rushed to the roadside ahead of me and caused so much congestion that security wouldn't let me out of the park, where I had been watching the race so far on a big screen.
So, I chose instead to stand in the park and watch the peloton's passage through the town on the screen.
Unfortunately, the TV production team decided that it would be more interesting to tell us about the 2 churches in nearby hilltop Heptonstall village. The TV helicopter hovered up there taking pictures of a poxy old ruined church as the riders passed by barely 100 metres from me.
So, all I saw were the bikes on top of the team cars, visible above a sea of distant heads, and all I heard was a huge cheer from the people who
did get to see events unfold.
I will make sure that I don't miss the TdF peloton the next time it happens to pass through my home town. That will probably mean me having to move to France!
