Every year the local skating club organises a mountain bike competition on the beautiful track of Chamonix. I Joined this competition every year I went here. First whit the juniors but now with the seniors of course. The track is pretty flat in the beginning but at the end it is only up-hill. I Saved some energy in the beginning and I had to let go a group of 3 bikers. After the first seriouss climb where a lot of people have to walk I managed to gain a place. After claiming the 3th position I didn’t lost it again. The two other bikers where way to fast to even catch up with. Maybe I should practise it some more to get closer to them next year. It was a nice day cycling with my international friends from shorttrack-speedskating.
At night we had the victory ceremony of the mountain bike and the running competition. And almost everybody was there to get his price.
With the sea still left in my legs from the boat trip from England I stept on the train to schiphol airport Amsterdam. Thanks to my sisters boyfriend i didn’t catch all the rain between my house and the train station. After packing my bike in the correct way i checked in to fly to Geneva with easy jet (no leg space jet). After a 1.5 hours trip i picked my bike up and prepared it for the trip to Chamonix. After filling my water supply up in Geneva i started my final trip for that day. In the beginning i had some trouble finding the correct road but after seeing signs “ Paris” on the toll way is realised that i went wrong a little bit.
After finding the correct way things went easier, maybe i should bring a map next time but maps still take away the excitement. Because everything was closed on Monday morning i needed to cycle more then i planned to before my first pitstop. I Stopped at a nice town called Bonneville. After a nice french sandwich i went on with my 15 Kg backpack. It started to get warmer and the road started to get more difficult because is was closing the mountains of Chamonix.
After making a view short stops i almost ran out of water and luckily i found a small restaurant that just opened. I filled up my water and took a shot of “Coca Cola” i was able to do the final kilometers. The waiter at the restaurant said that it was around 8 km’s from Chamonix but after i cycled for 10 minutes i saw a sign that said 12 km. This was not what i expected but with the harbor insight i was really motivated to get there.
When i arrived i was really exhausted but after a nice shower and a power nap i was ready to start my holiday.
