Today the riders are riding from Rodez to Mende.
The scenery is so precious the helicopter must fly high above it.
Golden eagles and vultures may fly as they please.
Down below the riders get on with the job.
Gaius turns to find himself next to his doppelganger.
Is this wise? asks Gaius.
This whole thing? asks Arne-Doppelganger.
No, you riding beside me, says Gaius.
We all look the same in our helmets, says Arne-Doppelganger. I wanted to ask you a question.
Is it about tactics? asks Gaius.
No, says Arne-Doppelganger. It's about crackle crackle.
You're breaking up, says Gaius.
Arne-Doppelganger looks unhappy.
Try again, says Gaius.
It's about urine, says Arne-Doppelganger.
Oh, says Gaius. Just do it at the side of the road.
I had some thrown at me, says Arne-Doppelganger.
Jumping jiggle-nuts! says Gaius. What for?
I'm thinking, says Arne-Doppelganger, that some people believe I am cheating.
I suppose you are, says Gaius. Had you thought of it that way?
They believe I have a super powered bicycle, says Arne-Doppelganger.
You do, says Gaius. Perhaps you should consider....
But I wish to continue with Belle, says Arne-Doppelganger.
There are other things you could do, says Gaius. You could take charge of the All-Knowing Dog, and that scamp, Terence. Keep them away from the media.
Belle has already asked me, says Arne-Doppelganger. In fact I have Terence here, in the basket.
Sure enough, when Gaius peers into the basket, (Schopenhauer's basket), there is Terence, fast asleep and spotted faintly with urine.
Lucky he didn't wake up.
And the dog? asks Gaius. You know I mended his teeth?
And you lost one, says Arne-Doppelganger. Now he doesn't know everything. Just nine tenths.
Surely that is enough, says Gaius.
You would think so, says Arne-Doppelganger, as two Frenchmen zoom past.
Thibaut Pinot and Romain Bardet.
But, Arne-Doppelganger continues, the dog has been snaffled.
Farky? says Gaius. Not again?
Yes, says Arne Doppelganger. Team Sky is suspected this time.
Very likely, agrees Gaius. Have they no honour?
Honour is not to be won, says Arne-Doppelganger. Only lost.
We can thank Schopenhauer's bike for this wisdom.
Speaking of which, ( honour? wisdom? winning? ) Simon Cummings zooms by.
Overtakes the two Frenchmen, on a day when the French president is watching.
Wins the stage for MTN Qhubeka, and the honour of Nelson Mandela.....
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