“A sign!” I sang out loud in a melodic mix of relief and excitement. I wasn’t really, truly lost. Every now and then I could see the...

In the first week I eagerly tackled the big local mountains of Rocacorba and Del Mont. I had cruised through the ever-rolling Parc...

Standing in the shadow of Ventoux. As we warmed up on the Col du Madeline, the shadowy outline of Mont Ventoux looked somewhat...