The Tour de France sped through Holmfirth – and about 200m from the house – over the weekend. No one really knew what to expect, but the atmosphere and the event was somewhat surreal. Everyone seem to enter into the spirit of the event and the atmosphere was amazing.
We stood on the side of the road on the way into Holmfirth. We got there about 2 hours before the main event, but even then the roadsides were starting to get busy. With an hour before the cyclists were due to arrive, the “caravan” of vehicles sped through in advance – many of them promotional vehicles, others police cars and motorcyclists. It seemed to be more than enough to keep the crowds entertained and before we knew it, the cyclists (all 200 of them) had come and gone.