Allez la Douze: Dropping Flies

The switchbacks of Luz Ardiden

An ancient Velominati legend states that when the The Prophet created the common fly, he gave it a maximum air speed of exactly 12 kilometers per hour. When he created the common Cyclist, on the other hand, he gave us a maximum climbing speed of 11.9 kilometers per hour.

The worst flies on the planet live in the Pyrenees, where it is hot and humid. I recall an overcast typical day in the Pyrenees, the kind of day where the flies pull back the drapes, look outside, and decide to take the whole family out to the Cols for an afternoon of Cyclist Surfing. As it happened, we were on a big ride that day; we started with the Col d’Aspin, went over the Tourmalet, and ended at Luz Ardiden as the sun was tucking in behind the shoulders of the mountains surrounding us.

It was here, on the lower slopes of the last climb, down within the suffocating effect of the tree line where our sanity was most severely tested. Luz Ardiden is the cruelest kind of climb, the sort that is always one hour from ending, as Will Fotheringham once pointed out. With 13km to go, the speed you climb at is 13km/h; with 12km to go, the speed drops to 12km/h, then to 11, and so on with always an hours’ riding left before you.

The guns had been thoroughly drained of any power after 160km over two of the most fearsome climbs in the Pyrenees; the mind was not far from cracking. I do not know what is worse; the noise of their flying droves, or their endless dancing upon the arms and legs, but the flies here are incessant. It is hard enough, climbing at track-stand speed, without the added challenge of doing so while wildly swinging an arm or two about and cursing every manner of airborne invertebrate.

The reserves were tapped and the bottom of the V-Well scraped for every bit of speed in an effort to escape this torturous hell. Above the treeline and into the pastures, the flies found more appealing hosts than boney Cyclists, and I was left to once again commune with butterflies – the only sort of flying insect I find at all tolerable.

Every summertime climb I have ever done has been accompanied by these pests; and every summertime climb – irrespective of my fitness – has been enjoyed at a maximum speed of just under 12 kilometers per hour. Having insects capable of flying a bit faster than the struggling cyclist is Nature’s enforcement of Rule #5, it is the Way of Things.

Vive la Vie Velominatus.

frank

The founder of Velominati and curator of The Rules, Frank was born in the Dutch colonies of Minnesota. His boundless physical talents are carefully canceled out by his equally boundless enthusiasm for drinking. Coffee, beer, wine, if it’s in a container, he will enjoy it, a lot of it. He currently lives in Seattle. He loves riding in the rain and scheduling visits with the Man with the Hammer just to be reminded of the privilege it is to feel completely depleted. He holds down a technology job the description of which no-one really understands and his interests outside of Cycling and drinking are Cycling and drinking. As devoted aesthete, the only thing more important to him than riding a bike well is looking good doing it. Frank is co-author along with the other Keepers of the Cog of the popular book, The Rules, The Way of the Cycling Disciple and also writes a monthly column for the magazine, Cyclist. He is also currently working on the first follow-up to The Rules, tentatively entitled The Hardmen. Email him directly at rouleur@velominati.com.

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  • @Xyverz

    @Gianni

    @Xyverz

    @Richy Pea

    @Xyverz Oh it is a beauty. I have the privilege of cycle guiding in the Pyrenees and this is right in the area i guide around (Bareges).. I love this climb (and hate it).. That and the ride up to Gavarnie and the Col du Tentes are some of he best in the area. Please go - it will change your life. It did mine.

    How would this compare to The Volcano for pain? Haleakala is another mountain I want to climb...

    No flies in Hawaii. OK, a few dengue carrying mosquitos, only in one area, but flies are way down on the suffer list. Actually they are not on the list. Climbing is cruel enough without worrying about flies too. The Volcano does not dish out much pain unless you go at Dutch Monkey speed.

    The Volcano isn't as steep as Luz Ardiden? Hmm, I might have to start there. And I can't catch Dutch Monkey speed, let alone anybody else I ride with. I'm just still Too Fat To Climb. (Working on that, though! I'm finally back below 100kg!)

    Haleakala is very mellow for the most part; 6% or so. The top is around 15% or 35% if you believe what your legs tell you when you're riding it. Its not a hard climb in any respect other than the fact that its 60km long and goes up quite high to 3050m. From sea level.

    L'Alpe is much steeper - 8% or so, with some sections in the 10% range, but its only 13km and change. Most Alpine climbs are like that - in the 7-9% range and reasonably consistent in gradient. The Pyreneean climbs are maybe a hair steeper, but the gradients vary much, much more which makes them much harder for a diesel like me to ride.

  • @Marcus

    @Gianni if only our mosquitoes carried dengue, then they might not also carry Ross River Virus and Barmah Forest Virus.

    And @frank, until I see the winner of San Sebastian getting around with corks hanging off his txapela, I will maintain that Australian flies are worse than Pyrenean

    And this is a pocket knife, right?

  • @teocalli

    My personal worst one was a Hornet. Darned thing was so big had a little beast sat on it's back with a spear and shield when it appeared alongside me. When it stung me on my back it felt like the wee fella went clean through my shoulder blade with his spear. At that point I fell off my bike and became a sitting target for a few more stings for good measure.

    Ya. Bees. I'm so allergic that if I get stung and don't get a epi pen jammed in my leg I'll die.

    But anyway, my good friend and teammate was out on a ride, last summer I think, and a bee landed on his crotch and stung him on "the hood". Said that he must have been quite a sight to passing motorists slapping at his junk, screaming and almost weaving out into traffic. It's funny because it didn't happen to me...........

  • @snoov

    As I climbed some of the lesser Cols in the summer 12kph seemed just about my average, maybe a little lower. To read here that it's the universal climbing speed fills me with joy

    Sorry to burst your bubble, mate, but I'm really just taking the piss. The universal climbing speed is actually V.

  • @scaler911

    @teocalli

    My personal worst one was a Hornet. Darned thing was so big had a little beast sat on it's back with a spear and shield when it appeared alongside me. When it stung me on my back it felt like the wee fella went clean through my shoulder blade with his spear. At that point I fell off my bike and became a sitting target for a few more stings for good measure.

    Ya. Bees. I'm so allergic that if I get stung and don't get a epi pen jammed in my leg I'll die.

    But anyway, my good friend and teammate was out on a ride, last summer I think, and a bee landed on his crotch and stung him on "the hood". Said that he must have been quite a sight to passing motorists slapping at his junk, screaming and almost weaving out into traffic. It's funny because it didn't happen to me...........

    You should not have put those two together as somehow it doesn't feel right to be laughing so hard at something that starts "if I get stung I could die".................though I have to wonder what he was doing at the time as it doesn't sound like something that would be attributed to a quick pee stop.......or is this through the shorts and Assos could pick up on "padding so thick a bee sting won't penetrate"?

  • Being from the west of Scotland, I can verify the horror that is a cloud of midges. One of the strips for time trials at Langbank was in a dank, shady lay-by. Heaven for midges, pure hell for riders hanging about to hear the results.

    On another note regarding flying terrors, something, not sure what, stung me in the right testicle the other week. The pain, together with the sheer unexpectedness of it, took some time to get over.

  • @Ron

    @frank

    @napolinige

    Here we get a kind of horsefly that loves sucking cyclist sweat. They bite and you definitely don't want to get one down inside you jersey!

    The worst flies I ever experienced were out in Pillsbury Forest in Northern Minnesota - they were so bad, you'd smack your hand on your neck and get about 15 of them right there. We rode in long-sleeve wind-breakers with the zipper down so the jacket would poof up and the flies couldn't bite you. And baggy shorts for the same effect.

    And there too, I think our speeds were in the 12kp/h range altogether too often.

    Does this mean we get to see the teenage Frank mtn. cycling photo? It has been awhile...

    I wish this was a clearer photo. I loved this bike. It had the Scott AT-4 handlebars and a Rock Shock. BADASS.

  • @Teocalli

    @scaler911

    @teocalli

    My personal worst one was a Hornet. Darned thing was so big had a little beast sat on it's back with a spear and shield when it appeared alongside me. When it stung me on my back it felt like the wee fella went clean through my shoulder blade with his spear. At that point I fell off my bike and became a sitting target for a few more stings for good measure.

    Ya. Bees. I'm so allergic that if I get stung and don't get a epi pen jammed in my leg I'll die.

    But anyway, my good friend and teammate was out on a ride, last summer I think, and a bee landed on his crotch and stung him on "the hood". Said that he must have been quite a sight to passing motorists slapping at his junk, screaming and almost weaving out into traffic. It's funny because it didn't happen to me...........

    You should not have put those two together as somehow it doesn't feel right to be laughing so hard at something that starts "if I get stung I could die".................though I have to wonder what he was doing at the time as it doesn't sound like something that would be attributed to a quick pee stop.......or is this through the shorts and Assos could pick up on "padding so thick a bee sting won't penetrate"?

    He was just riding along and it stung him through the lycra. And I felt bad laughing (so hard I was crying) when he told me the story. But isn't comedy just other peoples pain/ misfortune?

    As for me, we have epi-pens everywhere. I forgot to bring one on a ride one time, a bee flew into my unzipped jersey. I got stung. It's not a instant reaction, I have around 10-15min before things go bad. I rode toward my parents (I keep one there too) about 2 miles away. I passed a house where some paramedics station at (friends of mine) and they were there thankfully. In that short time (maybe 8-10min) my heart rate was around 160, blood pressure 70/40, hives everywhere and throat swelling. Not good. Epi IV at that point. I don't forget that pen anymore.

    I love bees BTW. I used to keep them, which is how I became allergic. Got stung ~80 times moving a hive with just a hood, not the whole protective suit. Ah well............

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