He was here on the weekend.
Just 30 kms down the road, riding my training route through my mountains.
And I missed him
Lance Armstrong was in this neck of the woods to finish helping to raise funds for the founding of a cancer research chair. Thanks to his intense participation, they raised the needed $6 million in 2 years, instead of the forcast 5. Geez, the guy does everything fast!
I knew in advance he was coming, but screwed up the reminder request in my Outlook calendar, so it didn't remind me this last weekend was the one he would be in Banff/lake Louise. The route wasn't publicised, but based on the route they used last year, I was guessing where he'd ride, and if I'd gone out looking for him to take some photos, as was my plan, I would have been right. Guess they got a taste of fall snow in the Rockies the first day out.
Shit, shit, shit. I've been a bike racing and Tour de France fan since the early '70's, and would have loved a chance to get some photographs of him, George Hincapie, Phil Legget at al. Ah well, rumour has he really likes the area and may well be back. Will have to keep my eyes peeled for the next time.
Right after finishing his ride here, he flew down to Portland to lead another charity ride with Eddie Merckx! Now there's a cycling match-up for the ages.
*A little nod to another childhood favourite. You provided me with a lot of entertainment as a kid, Max. Rest in peace.