PBP 2007 Fini

The climb back up Roc Trevezal was enjoyable. Riding just behind a small group of Spaniards, one of whom looked like the guy who had been riding a unicycle and breathing fire back at the start two days ago. Could it be? Could he have really put on a show like that, then changed clothes and entered the event? We crested le Roc just after sunset and began the easiest stretch of PBP—mostly downhill all the way to outskirts of Carhaix, maybe 30km. I made good time, but did pull over several times to adjust rubbing fender stays, etc… I pulled over to the right, but I gather that's not the custom in France as I heard several cyclists call out "Très dangereux!" even though I thought I was quite visible with my reflective gear and taillights.

At Carhaix (699km) at 11:30pm on Wednesday the two hours grace was verified, "but you still must finish in ninety," they warned while motioning toward the wall as though I had overlooked some sign plainly stating as much. Maybe I had, but my insomnia-addled brain still saw no sign to that effect, certainly none in English. Checking in for another one-hour nap, a shower was offered, «Vraiment, Je voudrais une douche, mais, le temps!» Midnight now, 1:00am wake-up.