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Muscle power! La Vuelta Ciclista a España 2015

Last month I had my first experience of seeing the Vuelta Ciclista a España  at close quarters – close enough to see the effort on the cyclists’ faces, witness the strength and endurance of those participants as they pushed themselves to their physical limits – it was amazing to think that just days earlier some of them had taken part in the Tour de France as well!
Here’s a run down of all the stages to give you an idea of just how arduous this cycling game is: (game! sorry, lads!)

Nr Date Start and finish Length Type
1 Sa 22-8 Vuelta 2015 stage 1 Puerto Banús – Marbella 7.4 km TTT
2 Su 23-8 Vuelta 2015 stage 2 Alhaurín de la Torre – Caminito del Rey 158.7 km finish uphill
3 Mo 24-8 Vuelta 2015 stage 3 Mijas – Malaga 158.4 km hills, flat finish
4 Tu 25-8 Vuelta 2015 stage 4 Estepona – Vejer de la Frontera 209.6 km flat, finish uphill
5 We 26-8 Vuelta 2015 stage 5 Rota – Alcala de Guadaira 167.3 km flat
6 Th 27-8 Vuelta 2015 stage 6 Córdoba – Sierra de Cazorla 200.3 km finish uphill
7 Fr 28-8 Vuelta 2015 stage 7 Jódar – Capileira / La Alpujarras 191.1 km mountains
8 Sa 29-8 Vuelta 2015 stage 8 Puebla de Don Fadrique – Murcia 182.5 km hills
9 Su 30-8 Vuelta 2015 stage 9 Torrevieja – Cumbre del Sol 168.3 km hills, flat start
10 Mo 31-8 Vuelta 2015 stage 10 Valencia – Castellón 146.6 km hills
Tu 1-9 rest day
11 We 2-9 Vuelta 2015 stage 11 Andorra la Vella – Cortals d´Encamp (And) 138.0 km mountains
12 Th 3-9 Vuelta 2015 stage 12 Escaldes / Engordany (And) – Lleida 173.0 km hills, flat finish
13 Fr 4-9 Vuelta 2015 stage 13 Calatayud – Tarazona 178.0 km hills
14 Sa 5-9 Vuelta 2015 stage 14 Vitoria – Alto Campoo / Fuente del Chivo 215.0 km mountains, flat start
15 Su 6-9 Vuelta 2015 stage 15 Comillas – Sotres 175.8 km mountains, flat start
16 Mo 7-9 Vuelta 2015 stage 16 Luarca – Ermita de Alba 184.0 km mountains
Tu 8-9 rest day
17 We 9-9 Vuelta 2015 stage 17 Burgos – Burgos 38.7 km ITT
18 Th 10-9 Vuelta 2015 stage 18 Roa – Riaza 204.0 km hills
19 Fr 11-9 Vuelta 2015 stage 19 Medina del Campo – Ávila 185.8 km hills
20 Sa 12-9 Vuelta 2015 stage 20 San Lorenzo de El Escorial – Cercedilla 175.8 km mountains
21 Su 13-9 Vuelta 2015 stage 21 Alcalá de Henares – Madrid 98.8 km flat

A quick calculation means that they covered around 3,170 kilometres over the 21 days, not counting time trials, and averaged 175 km a day – not bad! According to the two entertaining Spanish television commentators, cyclists need to take in 6,000 calories a day to sustain this effort – well, the training might help as well, of course – they commented that the UK’s  own Chris Froome, who is held in high regard in Spain, was stick thin compared to some – unfortunately, despite being victorious in the Tour de France in 2013 and 2015, this year in Spain he suffered a mishap and fractured a foot. Inevitably, he had to drop out, but not before completing that stage.
The reason that this year’s Vuelta caught my attention was because Stage 18 would be passing through Riaza, a small town in the mountains in Segovia a stone’s throw from where my husband was born. I know this area well – been going there for 40 years, in fact. In the end we didn’t see the tour there, though – I was lucky enough to be taken to Avila to watch Stage 19 instead. I say ‘lucky’ because my ‘guide’ for the day was a nephew-in-law who is from Avila, knows the area like the back of his hand and is a keen cyclist – result!!  As well as that, Avila is a beautiful place, surrounded by an impressive – and intact – city wall.
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The cyclists had to ride up the slope in the shadow of the city wall, over cobble stones – not ideal! But this was an excellent spot to get some photos – they had to slow down (a bit!) so you just had to make sure you stayed on the right side of the Guardia Civil, who were stationed along the road at intervals.
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I have to say the crowds were very well behaved and the Guardia Civil are no longer that fearsome, gun toting bunch they once were – although they still look quite tough!
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When I looked at the shots I’d got – more by luck than judgement as they went past in a blur – what amazed me was how closely they cycled to one another – when you thought you were looking at one cyclist you realised there was another right behind him.
Of course this race – or any other – couldn’t take place without the veritable army of support vehicles, carrying spare bikes, spare parts, drinks, food, medical supplies  – in fact, everything but spare arms and legs, it would seem – and then there were the valiant cameramen perched precariously on the back of motorbikes to get those exciting shots for  television.
The scenery in some of the mountainous areas in northern Spain was nothing short of spectacular and when you realise that these guys have to cycle up those mountains – it hits you just what a monumental effort it must be to get that fit.
teamSpirit1That evening we made our way home to Madrid  on the ‘back road’  (I think that means we avoided paying a toll!) and we stopped to admire the wonderful view across the hills of El Escorial – the 16th century monastery built on the proceeds of 16th century ‘Spanish gold’ (’nuff said!) My photo doesn’t do it justice but it looked splendid nestled into the hillside at dusk.
I am more pleased with this one of the car headlights meandering up through the valley below us.
We saw the final stage of the Vuelta in Madrid – I left my camera at home because there were too many people and the pace of the race was too fast and furious to even hope to get a good shot. Up and down the main streets they pedalled – the pelotón streaked past us  – one giant mass of multi coloured logo covered lycra.
In the distance we could hear the excitement rising in the commentators’ voices  – the end couldn’t be far off – but we decided to savour the atmosphere from a ‘terraza’ with a ‘tinto’ or two. Down this end of the Gran Vía at least the world was starting to go by more slowly.

Abergavenny Festival of Cycling June 2014

On Friday June 27 at about 6 pm these young racers gathered to take part in the Town Centre Racing, one of the exciting events in the Abergavenny Festival of Cycling 2014’s week long programme. I walked round the narrow, hilly streets before the first competitors burst from the start line to pick some vantage points for my shots – a bend is always good and there were plenty of those.

Of course the punters at the Kings Arms had the best spot – sitting outside, beer in hand, they soaked up the evening sunlight as the young speedsters hurtled fearlessly round the corner.


There were some vociferous parents, urging their kids on to glory – personally, I think parents should be given a sedative and kept well out of the way until it’s all over  – but that’s just me!!

There was no shortage of competitors or marshals – in fact, the whole event was extremely well managed and a police bike went round the circuit after each race to make sure there were no stray pedestrians or hazards on the track.

The gathering storm clouds were a bit of a concern (but only to me, as it turned out!)  – in fact, they just added to the drama – and made the spectacular backdrop of the Brecon Beacons stand out even more.

So with interested spectators lining the route, bags of chips in hand (God! I’m hungry!) – off they went!


The barriers opened, the kids put their game face on and hared off down the hill – with no concern for their own safety! At the bottom they turned left and then ……………….met their first challenge – which some negotiated better than others.

Marked by two traffic cones, the road was closed off and they had to turn back on themselves and head up a steep hill into the town and round to the right. Eventually, this brought them out by the King’s Arms, where they veered right again into a wide, flat straight –

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– a chance to jockey for position, and then up another steep incline and back to the start.

There were surprisingly few mishaps in the junior races and this young man was put straight back on his bike after coming to grief on the corner  – and off he went none the worse for his spill.

Not everybody was pleased to see the cyclists in town – it took this man 15 minutes to cross the road!!  Hope he didn’t miss his train!