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Unforgettable Rides: 1986 l’Alpe d’Huez

LeMond and Hinault do battle on l'Alpe d'Huez. Photo CorVos/Pez

We tend to look at cycling through rose-tinted glasses; cycling-specific ones that not only give us a cheery outlook on the past, but ones that conveniently hold big black bars over the bits we prefer not to remember as they were because they don’t fit into the picture we’ve formed in our minds. One of the most interesting things about a community like Velominati is all the different viewpoints that come together regarding events past that help remind us of something approaching reality, built from an aggregation international of views. Perhaps even more interesting is how this experience also brings into sharp relief the evolution of the “facts” as we each have seen them at different points in our lives.

A prime example is of the discussion earlier this week regarding the Lenault battle in 1986. The American view predominantly held was that LeMond was short-changed by Hinault, while the Europeans (or at least the French) could see no reason Hinault should acquiesce the Tour should he be in a position to win it. Certainly not from an American. The Aussies, of course, feel Phil Anderson or, barring that, Phil Ligget or someone else named Phil – regardless of nationality – should have won it, and the Kiwis are no doubt still busy looking for a Tour contender who doesn’t ride a bike. At the time, I hated Hinault and characterized him as a cheating douchenozzle; these days, I regard him as one of the greatest examples of a complete rider and a model of what riders today should aspire to be.

The truth is, of course, somewhere in the middle and after we boil the ocean of the ’86 Tour, we’re left with two great riders on one team who were so closely matched they each could have won that year. But the promises made the year before and the reality of the race situation on the road were like water and oil, and by the time the race reached l’Alpe d’Huez, the team, the fans, and the countries had polarized towards one end or the other, each choosing the side that matched most closely the version of the facts that helped them feel more at ease with their loyalties.

As controversies have a tendency to, they overshadow one of the most unique rides to the top of l’Alpe d’Huez in the history of the great climb. In my memory, Hinault attacked on the descent from either the Col de la Croix de Fer or the Glandon. (Maybe he attacked at the base, as WikiPedia suggests, but I don’t remember it that way.) Only LeMond had an answer, and the teammates escaped together to ride the mythical 21 hairpins together. I can’t think of another time when two G.C. riders – let alone two teammates – outclassed everyone else in the race up this climb.

Up and up they rode together – the Badger in his distinct style and LeMan in his – with only their pain, their massive gears, their rocking shoulders, and their resentment for each other as company. Hand-in-hand they crossed the finish line as happy team mates, LeMond gifting the stage to his patron in the end. But beneath the surface boiled a fearsome rivalry and within minutes Hinault and LeMond’s dashing alter-ego, LeMelvis, traded blows in the press. And with that, the great ride was almost immediately eclipsed by polemics.

In the end, LeMond overcame a tampered-with TT bike to win the Tour and Hinault retired as arguably the most successful Tour de France rider at the time. The record is set but the facts become more malleable with time. The rest we see with our rose-tinted glasses.

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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  • @Marcus
    Yes Marcus, SF is Special Forces. As I said above, I love the Aussies. I also climbed with an Aussie in the Himalaya in the spring of 2000. Absolutely batshit crazy guy by the name of Sammy. Crazy-ass dude but also such an awesome guy. Met him in Lukla and we climbed a few 6,000 meter peaks together. Man, Aussies rock!

  • @Dan_R

    *thumper*
    Where was I???
    And the Badger did what it took to win, kinda like a gunfight, don't bring a knife, bring friends with more guns. Did Boston score again...
    And Frank, respectfully, in the words of Carlos Sastre,"don't talk to me about no chain..."

    And Yes, being from Vermont and my wife from Boston, GO BRUINS!!!

  • @scaler911

    I have nothing but respect for LeMan the younger. However (and this is a bit OT), isn't LeMond the current kinda akin to Vegas Elvis? Has this been discussed before, and I can be pointed to that thread? Or have I just committed blasphemy (like highjacking centuries)?

    See the Lexicon entry for LeMelvis.

  • @frank

    @scaler911


    I have nothing but respect for LeMan the younger. However (and this is a bit OT), isn't LeMond the current kinda akin to Vegas Elvis? Has this been discussed before, and I can be pointed to that thread? Or have I just committed blasphemy (like highjacking centuries)?

    See the Lexicon entry for LeMelvis.

    Pretty amazing how he came up with that on his own, eh? Guy definitely belongs here!

  • I was lucky. In 1986 I lived in Connecticut. I rode everyday ('cause I was too young to have a job or responsibilities). And I had a neighbor who introduced me to Euro style racing.

    I watched CBS's John Tesh infused coverage and salivated. I bought a subscription to Winning. It was awesome. That Tour made me love cycling.

  • @Buck Rogers
    Thanks,
    I have been thru the Lexicon, but musta missed that. I need to study harder..........
    What I love about this place is that I don't have to go on some diatribe every time I want to talk about cycling (history) at the workplace. When 'the guys' want to wax poetic about baseball (a la Billy Crystal), I wanna choke em with the bandana with the trail map of my town that I won 'cause "I'm a biker". Christ.
    Great article Frank!

  • I have just travelled back in time 20 years from your future. Behold! The Schleck/Contador rivalry from arguably the greatest tour in living memory, 2010, has been given the full works by Velooominati head honcho "Son of Frank". What a joyous read. Should Bertie have waited? Was Frandy's bike tampered with? Is eating really cheating (Bertie I'm looking at you)? Did Frandy take his hate filled heart and place it in a heart shaped box, never to reach the giddy podium heights again? I cannot reveal, oh peasant beings of 2011, for this much is true - at least 2 (preferably 3) decades must pass before the truth gets revealed. Goodbye pitiful beings from the past and remember - you don't mess with the Zolance!!!

  • @Buck

    I hear ya dude! And a doc, hey I think my EPO levels are low, can you set me up with a script...

    Friggen classless Canuck fans...sorry, I am not a fan of them, they booed our national team in 1972 and I have never forgiven that city...

    Oh yeah Frank, you sure write pretty....

  • Le clip de velo est tres bon, et le comments des Greg LeMan apres l'etape son quite the fucking thing, eh nes pas?!?

    J'ai besoin de practicer mon francais, donc continuer de poster les clips en francais Francois!

    Fetcher la vasche! Quoi? Get the cow!

  • Quick question for those with much more knowledge than I:
    Seems I remember El Diablo in maybe the '92 Tour riding up Sestrieres with big Mig on his heels, and a rabid fan crashed him. As I recall, the fan tried to help him up and Claudio popped the man in his face with his front tire. Did I kill too many brain cells from anoxia from being anaerobic over the years, or the facts wrong? Goggle isn't helping on this one..........

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