From Gjøvik to Dal (with an interruption somewhere…)
It didn’t take much long, Mx Sports had already repaired my bike when I arrived in the afternoon!
They told me that there were mistakes with the bike, but that was not my concern. I was happy to finally get to progress in my journey. I had a concern regarding a pedal that was not in the right position, I asked do we have fix it? the repairer said not worth it, you can go…
I started again the route to the hotel where I was expected to be since 24 hours.
when abruptly, at less than 30 kilometres for Gjovik… the pedal went completely off!!! I could not bike at all. Now I had to deal with Plan “F”!
I called immediately MX Sports to complain about not fixing the pedal, and the only one there late at night was the repairer. I will spare you the details, but I had secured plan F in an hour!
He came where I was, in the middle of nowhere, and fixed me definitively the pedal and a new crank set. Thanks.
Then I rode again at 7 pm, looking at the new champion of the Winter Olympic Games of 2030 in Nordic skiing.
Then it was calm at night. I was alone on this road and thought a lot of Marc d’Haultfoeuille, a partner in my firm for whom I had a lot of friendship and affection.
It was his 52th birthday… hadn’t him passed away from a very serious cancer in March this year. A cancer that he discovered two years ago and that he kept secret.
I was in a communion of thoughts with him that day, and of his wife, Marine, and his children. This is perhaps one of the reasons to begin my route to Santiago de Compostela. Repose in peace, and stay with us.