The waiting is the hardest part.
When the publicity caravan passes through, you know the action isn't far behind.
Thomas Voeckler leads the way (or not).
Followed by a rider from Cofidis.
You wait, and watch.
Then there's the quiet...
The crowds wait.
The roads fill, and you feel the tension.
A horn toots in the distance, a team car appears.
The helicopters approach, the drone of a rotors a sign of the leaders to come.
Out of the crowds, Tomekke appears.
Pursued in vain.
A class act, foiled by bad luck, yet again.
A Frenchman and an Australian-German battle it out through the fields of Flanders.
A man of the future on his way to the days end.
The race near it's end, the stragglers ride on.
While the crowds move off.
c'est fin.
are sometimes smooth and silky, and other times tired and tight.
Monday, April 13, 2009
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5 comments:
Fantastic posts, thanks very much.
Really great pictures.. I was there last year. Wonderfulll memories.... I saw the sprint inside the velodrome.. Boonen, Cancelara and Balan.... Just unforgetable.. Boonen rules!!!!
There is suffering in a race, and then there is "Paris Roubaix" suffering in a race. Those are some great shots of the suffering going on.
Awesome B! Great photos as always. Great one of Boonen. Bet you were missing the "good" camera.
pretty freaking cool. thanks for the pics and post.
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