From Pau to Lourdes…

05:45 I woke up, I had wished to let my body decide the awakening. Obviously, I’m full of energy to complete this step. I meet at breakfast the cyclists who go around Lourdes to Laruns. I eat some ham and cheese, drink some water and I am away.

I run towards the departure of the road Henri IV, it is still relatively night but the day rises.

Today I inaugurate a new style. I make Lives on Facebook for the first time. This allows me to live this stage to all those who wish to join me for Vincent. I travel beautiful landscapes through winding, sometimes muddy roads… But what beautiful landscapes.

I make lives on Facebook for the attention of Vincent. The goal is to show him that people love him and fight by his side.

I’m talking about letting go,

I explain my concept of compassion,

Then gratitude… Very well, the chain is organized, we receive a lot of message of support for Vincent. One of my Lives in French is nicely translated by Marie-Antoinette, thanks to her… Many friends send messages and say join us in prayer!

At 09:00, I unfortunately have a professional imperative but too bad, I have to move forward. I make the call running while apologizing for being on vacation.

This is the first time I have exceeded the 30km, I always heard that there was a wall but not for me today.

Or rather, there was this hedge of Rhododendrons with written on the ground “world champions”. It’s a sign to me that today, we’re all world champions to help Vincent get away with it.

Then I talk a little bit about synchronicity and miracles. It’s strange to believe in miracles especially when you’re not religious or practicing. But there are sometimes too many signs that converge so that it is the fruit of chance.

My race today is exactly the distance from a marathon. Like a marathon, you have to fight to succeed in finishing and you have to hook into the most difficult moments.

The light always ends up coming back. A light for me was this runner (who is also called Vincent who has two boys!) who pops up from nowhere and helps me to cover the last difficult kilometers, thanks to him!

And then I finally got to Lourdes.

The music I listen to is all indicated, I speak of love. I dedicate this song to Vincent: “I‘m gonna love you as if I gonna lose you.” I am not saying this because I think I will lose it but rather because we have to love each other as if every day was the last day.

I feel a lot of love for my brother even if it remains discreet between us. Always take the opportunity to make up for lost time, I say and repeat: Vincent, I love you. I have so much to do with you again. You’re a source of inspiration. Together we’ll get there!

At km 42.2, the grotto of Lourdes appears in all synchronicity…

The church glows with light in this morning mist.

I go straight to the source and pray for Vincent and all those who joined us today. I am very grateful for this beautiful sharing.
 Thank you!

PS: We have organized this week, in record time, simple click/buttons Charity donations via Paypal!
We recall that each donator will subsequently find an attestation of his donation, to be handed over to his tax administration (to see this donation fully tax-treated).

Those who wish to give for the association Cerebrum (Switzerland),

Those who wish to give for the association Cerebrum (France),

Thank you!


Day 2/3 TdF 2018

Day 2 Pyrénées

Publiée par Arnaud Béglé sur Mercredi 18 juillet 2018

And now you can make donations on the Association Cerebrum (France) and you will receive a tax certificate to reduce your taxes! (same thing will be available for Cerebrum (Switzerland) tomorrow!

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Day 1/3 TdF 2018

Alarm clock at 07:00, Bob is already at breakfast.  This is the program of the day.

We have to attack quickly at 08:00, everyone is gone. I find my bike and go last.

Fortunately, I can catch up with the first group, the second,… , finally I find myself with a team of Dutch.

We arrive at the first Food stop, it will be the only time of the day. Less others join us little by little.

The first stop, we have to wait for everyone, so we settle down in the café.

Let’s go and put myself in the lead group. The rhythm is diabolical. The road is preparing for the Tour de France.

We pass through the small villages.

The nail is at the Mas Azil or the road passes literally in a cave dug by the river.

We are finally in the Pyrenees after 110km. We’re starting to get up. The first four hours were just flat.

Foodstop 3, it is 15:15, it is lunchtime…

Each one brings its products in addition, sardines, nuts, chocolates,…

There is also a small cafe that allows you to go to the Loo.

Then we attack the first pass.

Then the second one with a feedstop.

Then we go back down so we can get better.

Ascent of the Porthilon, a classic of the Tour de France,

With a breathtaking view of the mountains.

The Toblerone left by a cyclist is more than welcome.

Here, the worst is done, it 19:20. It will be more than to go down 10km to the hotel.

The meal is 20:00 at the golf course. We have the right to the briefing and the prices of the day. I have the right to the price of the idiot because I made a phone call during the race.

A big ratatouille with chicken waiting for us.

To sum up the day: 09:39 (without breaks), 222.2 km, + 4167 m climb, more than 5000 Cal.

After dinner, we’re going to take a little digestive tour. The village is preparing for the tour.

Finally at 23:30, I have the right to my massage to heal!

Day 0 2018

Hi All

We raised over 25 000 € last year to this Cerebrum international federation.


The surprise is that I was going to do on 10 days a Tour de France that I had to start last week, with another incredible bike….

And just two days before, I am told that I am doing an unprecedented cancer relapse.

I’ve been in the hospital for almost two weeks.

In record time, my brother, Arnaud, has mobilized:

Arriving this afternoon in Carcassone. I will start cycling through the Pyrenees. This Tour was planned some time ago but due to his recent relapses, I will dedicate it to my brother. I will finish the tour in Lourdes and ask the universe to give Vincent the required energy to succeed in this new chapter.
“Vincent, you are inspiring, we need you, I love You”!

What better evidence.

For now we follow him, and the channels of donations, charitable collections will be established!


Thank you from the bottom of my heart Arnaud.


Day 56


From Tapia to Lugo through Meira

Hostel Tapia, in the morning

The old wash place

And a gorgeous view behind the hostel!

Amazing, it’s a real radio!


I’m leaving, more or less on time, for Lugo.

But I realize that my bike again made a small noise (and I am quite tense, because of the story five days ago). I returned back, to not burst my tire in the mountain. Looking for a mechanic (who is there by chance) and he discovered that it was only the brake, badly positioned! Thanks to the friendly chap of the Taller Cereixera!

And there, you go up a lot.

Final step: Galicia.

Pumpkins for Halloween?

Snow in Galicia?

And finally Lugo…

and her charming Maria-Jose, who invited me two days, in her comfortable hostel. Thank you so much!

Entered the old fortified city of Lugo, to go eat something.

Good night’s rest, before starting the next day with work (from 9:30 to 00:30!). And the day after…


Day 55


From Aviles to Tapia passing by Luarca

bye to this pretty fantastic public hostel

Albergue of peregrinos Pedro Solis

Very good breakfast in the bakery, with a gift of “Mantecado”. Then, a manual to encourage this baker, whose smile fills the people, to get to his own bakery via a crowdfunding. Merci!

And some photos of the day

The House of the Pagan on the way to Santiago…

And I finally understood that this building is called “Horreo”, with on top the CAMARRANCHON, which allows you to store food, safeguarded from animals and… moisture! As in Zermatt. These are buildings protected by law!

The most beautiful village… in 1992.

I buy! Not for the walls.

And the famous Beach of Silence.

A tiny foal…

and his brother, teenager, listening to heavy metal.

Thank you Google maps. Here it goes again. But a little further, horrible rocky road with 18% of slope.

Luarca, where a journalist was waiting for me!

Then I have to cycle again another 50 kilometers; with a cold drizzle covering me all the way. I’m frozen.

I arrive, completely soaked, at the hostel of Tapia (since the one  from Ribadeo, further away, is being fumigated…) and there is only one bed!


Day 54


From Ribadesella to Avilés, through Nava

View of the day from my dorm. Not bad.

Overlooking the garden, with an old couple that is gardening, together.

Then I explained to the receptionists (finally arrived), but they began to panic, not believing what had happened. When I explained to them (very quietly) the story and this challenge, they finally calmed down. But it is pretty amazing. And though, they charged me this dirty dormitory and a breakfast that I couldn’t eat.

Taken a breakfast here, very good things.

Mixed weather.

And new mountains…

With their permission!

Almost a “Bleu Majorelle”

And a strange building, which reminded me of the wooden chalets of Zermatt.

And again lost by Google maps, which had sent me on the highway! The trip to this hostel was only 30 minutes away, it ended by a path with 15% slope, which lasted two hours.

Fortunately, at the top, this gentleman was there to guide me.

He said that with these gps, he sees families of prisoners often passing by, while the prison is in front!

I saw several people walking on the Camino who were still for an hour of walk, while there was only 45 minutes for the door of the hostel to close).

Finally arrived at the hostel at thirty minutes of closing…

I am invited by this very nice Hospitalero and I can work until midnight on his desk. Thank you very much!

Telling him that there were four people quite hurried to get at the hostel, he told me that I could exceptionally open the door to them, after 10 pm. And it was a joy to see again them after!


Day 53


From Santander to Ribadesella through Comillas

Started the day with Pili, the “Hospitalera” responsible for the hostel, who told me that she would tell all the hostels of the coastal camino (which she chairs) that I must be well treated! (did she do it? :-)))

Sunday prayers in the crypt of the Cathedral and then the pictures of it.

Then a few images of my daily route:

clothes from that period…

Very hilly, but beautiful.

Finally, my four thousandth kilometers…

I also have a right to a Saint.

And there, the rain…

See the various improvements to the roads…

Arrival in Asturias.

Lost with Google Maps…

A tradition in many villages, from Denmark to the Spain!

The hostel I had called 7 – 8 times since the beginning of the afternoon never responded. When I arrived at 9:15 pm, I thought that the building was closed! Fortunately, I saw a light. Then I knocked on the windows. A person went out. I asked why the reception (closed buy the time) never answered.

Once again Google, giving a phone number of the previous owners. But still, the new owners should have expedited quickly the phone number  change! What a story. I slept in a dormitory, with dirty sheets of the person who was there before, the room was a mess – but at least I had a roof, because it started to rain. I would explain this to the receptionists in the next morning.

I saw a lawyer on the beach, which was fishing with very sophisticated equipment. It was his last day of vacation, and he had to leave the next day with his children by car. Hi, colleague!