The Grand Depart

Recently we were very lucky to have the Grand Depart in our county, not only that it was practically on our doorstep. Excitement had been building in the weeks running up to the big day, hundreds of yellow bikes had been popping up all around where we live. Little Mr had been spotting them everywhere we had been and even went on a bike hunt with his pre-school.

No non of us would proclaim to be massive cycling fans but we certainly did notΒ want to miss out on such a momentous day in our beautiful city. We wanted to make our way down early so as to grab a good spot and ensure we saw all of the support vehicles that preceded the riders.Β  Little Mr loved watching the sponsors drive past but particularly enjoyed waving to all of the police bikes.

Eventually the riders appeared to huge rounds of applause, but were gone almost as quickly as they came. It was fab to see though.

It was fab to walk around the usually car packed streets so beautifully decorated. We soaked up the atmosphere along one of our favourite streets in York, Bishopthorpe Road. They had closed the street for a street party following the race.