The final morning with us all setting off as one, which soon proved inhospitable to other traffic in the morning rush hour. Small groups formed, and some stopped in cafés, others in supermarchés, and more still visited McDonald’s.
Twisting roads led around roundabout after roundabout, and the van was a welcome sight to let us know there wasn’t far to go.
Don’t go on the motorway, Debbie warned us. And if you do end up on the motorway, don’t go into the 2km long tunnel. You will die, she said.
We all agreed to meet in Banyuls-sur-Mer, 10km from the finish, where we could have a relaxing coffee/beer/ice cream, and roll in together. The leaders arrived, followed by the third and fourth groups, with group two MIA. No answer on anyone’s phone. Debbie arrives with the van. She found group two on the motorway as they were about to enter the tunnel, and put them back on course.
As the 100hr deadline neared, tensions rose, but we held fast. We would finish together, or not al all. The suspense dragged somewhat, but at last the wanderers appeared over the crest of the road into town. We would all finish together!
We shepherded the tired stragglers up the hill, and a final descent into Cerbere, to celebrate with beer and champagne, and some swimming and diving.
Twisting roads led around roundabout after roundabout, and the van was a welcome sight to let us know there wasn’t far to go.
Don’t go on the motorway, Debbie warned us. And if you do end up on the motorway, don’t go into the 2km long tunnel. You will die, she said.
We all agreed to meet in Banyuls-sur-Mer, 10km from the finish, where we could have a relaxing coffee/beer/ice cream, and roll in together. The leaders arrived, followed by the third and fourth groups, with group two MIA. No answer on anyone’s phone. Debbie arrives with the van. She found group two on the motorway as they were about to enter the tunnel, and put them back on course.
As the 100hr deadline neared, tensions rose, but we held fast. We would finish together, or not al all. The suspense dragged somewhat, but at last the wanderers appeared over the crest of the road into town. We would all finish together!
We shepherded the tired stragglers up the hill, and a final descent into Cerbere, to celebrate with beer and champagne, and some swimming and diving.
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