The Day I Found The Eneco Tour

Last week I embarked on a 5 hour spin just to see what I could see. I was riding along one of my regular routes when I started seeing Eneco Tour signs marking the course for the days stage from Antwerp. I decided to follow the signs and was delighted to find that they where guiding me in the direction of Brakel and some of the best climbs in the area. Just before Brakel I pulled over to witness a full fledged Pro Tour race pass on a road that I know like the back of my hand. As the last moto past I hopped back on the Granville and followed the crowds to the Falkenberg coming out of Brakel. With 500m of pavement pointed straight up to the heavens it proved an ideal mountains prize test for the riders. Coming over the top of the climb I was fortunate enough to take part in bottle picking, cleaning up after the pros as they receieved fresh fluids. With 6 bottles in my jersey and a sign ripped off a lamp post I took the long way home.
Another day, another ride.
Yesterday I took a trip to Antwerp, I will post some pics later.
Only 46 hours to in Belgium. In an hour I leave to play mechanic again in a pro race in Geraardsbergen for one of the legends of Belgian cycling. Then its a day of goodbyes and a quick trip to Van Eyck to stock up on supplies to cope with overpriced Canuckistan. Friday morning I board a train to Amsterdam and then on to London for the final skip across the Atlantic. Back to school, back to my other life. This wummer has passed like a dream, leaving me with enough stories and experiences to last a lifetime. The best part is I know I have alot more coming.