I don't have to look at the calendar to know that summer has arrived here in Provence. I can literally feel, smell, hear and taste it. As soon as I step out the door, I'm hit by a wave of heat that arrives early and stays well into the sunlit evenings. The purply, deep, at the same time uplifting and calming scent of newly sprouted lavender fills the nose and resonates with the soul. The whirring, drilling, chirping sound of cicadas comes and goes in waves in scattered pockets of trees throughout the countryside. The tangy, fresh taste of local fruit and rosé wine are back on the palate. It seems that the whole body starts to relax and soak in this omni-present feast for the senses. This will be our fourth summer spent in France, third since moving here. It is June. The windows and shutters of the house have been opened, we have started to eat outside, afternoons are filled with the sounds of the boys and their friends playing in the pool. The garden is in "full-on" mode with the scent of the fresh herbs of Provence, peaches and plums are on the trees, and everything is green and colorful.
|Planning the 2012 Tour de France Trip|
We dedicated the ride and the climb to a person that is going through a rough patch at the moment. An athlete and cancer survivor who has been an inspiration to many. Someone, who, in 2009, took the time to ride over an Alpine pass with a father and his then 8-year old son and give them inspiration to turn dreams into reality and courage to make a positive difference in the world. We dedicated the day's epic ride to Lance Armstrong.
In one week's time we will be up in Liege for the Grand Depart of the Tour de France. It will be our fourth Tour in a row. It is a journey that has - and continues to - challenge, unite and strengthen us both as father and son and as citizens of this incredible planet on which we live.
|Liam at the top of La Madone|
Live Strong, Train Safe, and Live Well!
This is Bill and Liam signing out.