For years I've been watching the supreme athletes of the Tour de France pedal up the passes in the Pyrenees--and been awestruck by the scenery that surrounds them. Tomorrow, I'm heading to France with my bike (and my husband) to cycle up some of those same summits. I won't be racing, but rather, basking in the natural wisdom of mountains, the pleasurable grit of a challenge, and the daily succor of French food and wine. I'll be discovering a part of France I've never been to before. I'm not sure what I'll be moved to write about yet, but I've been thinking that if bicycles … [Read more...]