In big cities, in small towns, in villages and on the plains, you see waiting impatiently at the side of the road old ladies and little girls, school teachers and priests
The universal appeal of the Tour de France, as described by French writer Pierre Bost in the newspaper Marianne, July 1935
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T he Tour de France is a special race for all professional cyclists. It is the biggest, the best, the toughest and the most competitive on the circuit. This years race, starting in Yorkshire, is even more special.
I can say from experience that just completing the Tour is an impressive achievement for even the best cyclists in the world. It was not until my third Tour that I had a chance to race down the Champs-lyses and finish a Tour de France. Since it started, the race was intended to be sports ultimate physical challenge, a sentiment that comes across clearly in this book. Since that first completion, Ive finished the race a further four times, and every year has offered a uniquely challenging experience.
One of the reasons we get drawn back to racing around France every year is that a different route, with new tests and problems to overcome, is picked for each edition. The route is just as much of a challenge in the Tour as the other riders, but it also gives us a chance to travel to new places each year, experiencing different areas of France with our team-mates.
The highlight of every race for me is definitely that sprint finish along the Champs-lyses. When that also ends with winning the final stage in front of the Paris crowds it becomes the dream of any competitive cyclist. I feel privileged to have done it four times and Im looking forward to doing it a few more!
After a hundred races across the fields and mountains of France and its neighbouring countries, its amazing to think of the history of the Tour, the legends it has made, and the tragedies that have happened. From the gentlemen disqualified in 1904 for taking the train to the latest issues that the sport has experienced, the route, rather than any individual rider, is always the star of the event. Perhaps this is why the Tour has survived and flourished despite all of its controversies.
This book is a detailed textual and visual biography of the Tour itself, and one which uniquely places the document we refer to the most, the map, at its core.
Each stage of the Tour has characteristics that cyclists all over the world can recognise and be inspired by. This can most easily be imagined through maps. I study the route map in detail, both before the first stage and throughout the Tour. Its the key to planning my race strategy, and the teams. Sometimes you have to pick your battles and know which stages to target to try to win, and in which ones youre just going to have to fight it out for survival in the peloton while the climbers slog it out at the front. We get all this by studying the route map along with the stage profiles.
When I was young I followed the Tour de France, watching it avidly on television. It inspired me on my bike rides around the Isle of Man and led to dreams about competing in the race. It is great to see a book that captures the history of this incredible event and lets us look back at the Tour with fond memories, whether following or taking part in the race as it travels around France.
T he Tour de France is all about mapping and geography it is its very lifeblood. It seems fitting, then, that the Tour came about as a result of some geographical wranglings, of sorts: the so-called Dreyfus Affair.
In 1894, Alfred Dreyfus, a Jewish officer in the French Army, was accused of spying for Germany, although it later came to light that he had been framed by an anti-Semitic army colleague.
France was divided by the case, and the editor of sports newspaper Le Vlo, Pierre Giffard, was very much on Dreyfuss side. That grated with the papers advertisers, such as bike and tyre manufacturers Adolphe Clment, Edouard Michelin and Count Jules-Albert de Dion, who were very much anti-Dreyfusards, and so began looking for somewhere else to advertise their wares. Feelings were such that Giffard certainly didnt want them in his paper anymore, either.
Clment turned to his director of publicity, Henri Desgrange a former racing cyclist who had already published a book about bike training called La Tte et les Jambes (The Head and the Legs) and on 16 October 1900, new newspaper LAuto was first published, with Desgrange at the helm.
Despite the proliferation of anti-Dreyfusard advertisers, the new title struggled when it came to sales, and in November 1902 over lunch, bien sr one of LAutos writers, Go Lefvre, came to his ailing papers rescue by proposing a Tour de France bicycle race. The rest is history.
Except its not that simple, as the 1904 edition of the race as you can read in these pages was almost its last, thanks to cheating.
Then in 1998 the race was rocked to its core once more thanks to the Festina doping affair. So serious was it, in fact, that then-race director Jean-Marie Leblanc feared that the 98 edition genuinely would be the races last. It has been shaken yet further by more recent events, too, but still it survives simply there, year after year, it seems, as much a part of France as baguettes or the Eiffel Tower.
Compiling this book has been a true labour of love and, fittingly, a journey, as I delved as deeply into my own experiences and memories as I did into my collection of cycling books and magazines, and even my university dissertation.
It all came back to me: the reason why I, and millions like me, are so enamoured with the Tour de France and its history, and in particular the places its visited, the riders its created and the lives its touched. Hopefully Mapping le Tour will convey all of that.
Did my love of all things French come before or after my awareness of the Tour? I dont remember any more, but what I do know is that they have always been inextricably linked: it may be a clich, but the Tour is truly a French institution.
This, though, is a book that focuses more on the geographical side of the race than simply the epic tales that make up the Tours history, although of course they, too, are inextricably linked.
In 2014, the race celebrates its 101st edition, having started in 1903 but having been interrupted by the two world wars. The first Tour I saw was the finish of the 1986 edition when it was shown on UK television by Channel 4. By the following year, I was hooked, and my next French project at school was about the Tour, and in particular about British rider Tom Simpson and his collapse on Mont Ventoux in 1967. I devoured the races history, its geography and its language the latter then very much French; now increasingly, and a little disappointingly, English.
I studied French at university; my third year abroad was a toss-up between spending it in Avignon (close to Mont Ventoux) or in Chambry near to the legendary climb of Alpe dHuez. Provence won out in the end helped, a little, by Marcel Pagnol and Peter Mayles tales, sans doute and I soon found out that the university hall of residence in which I was to live had been the old hospital in which Simpson had died.
My dissertation that year, written in French, could only be about the Tour, and I subtitled it