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Three ascents and 4700 m of drop swallowed by the sheer force of the calves, all for 165 km and under 35°C, barely twenty-four hours after a stage with an already delirious menu… What kind of human being must one be? to do this to yourself? A great champion, certainly. There were 159 in the peloton on this national holiday Thursday between Briançon and Alpe d’Huez, and all would have deserved the yellow jersey. Do you doubt it? To convince the most skeptical and delight the most embittered, there’s nothing like a getaway on one of the motorcycles in the heart of the race. Embark with Gaëtan, nine Tours de France on the handlebars. A word of advice: keep your eyes wide open, even on the descents…