Tomblaine to La Planche des Belles Filles (199 kilometers)
The seventh day of the seventh month saw the seventh stage of the Tour de France. That’s three sevenths, or put more succinctly, 3/7ths. The first day in the hills and the grating of the cheese has begun. A friend just made that one up. After wearing the yellow jersey for six days, with panache we might add, Fabian Cancellara gave it up to Bradley Wiggins. Seemingly, this was what Wiggo wanted all along.
Please indulge us for a short digression:
For you geography buffs, some of the Heroes are in Chicago while others reside in the dry hills of southwestern Idaho. Those of us in Idaho are watching Le Tour from the comfort of our air conditioned kitchen on a laptop computer. Conveniently, we can push the pause button while we feed the animals, move sprinklers, plant fruit trees or clean the bike shed. Sometimes it takes all day to watch a stage. That said, somewhere between feeding chickens and planting an asian pear, Pyrus pyrifolia, Kenyan born (insert Obama joke here) Chris Froome won in a hilltop finish at La Planche des Belles Filles, or in English, Board of the pretty girls. Cadel Evans was there too, between Froome and Wiggins. Some of us would love to see Wiggo in Yellow for a couple more weeks. A fortnight if you will.