Everything but the kitchen sink.. Just inside the gates I found this bike leaning against the wall. Out of curiousity I tried to lift the back end. Very very heavy. The combination of the load all on the back and the steepness of the grade must make for a number of impromptu"wheelies" on the way up. All the while I was in les Baux, having lunch, strolling around, resisting the intoxicating desire to buy something, and finally seeing my resistance crumble, I was looking around wondering which one of these people had hammered that bike all the way up here. There were plenty of cyclists wandering to and fro but none of them had the tree trunk legs or the look of latent insanity necessary to pedal that load up a wall.
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