With the mountains on the horizon, the peloton was happy to speed through the valleys and leave those climbs for another day, like tomorrow. Today was about speed, the Mistral winds and big intermediate and final sprints. The mountain in the distance is one that Paul Cezanne painted over and over as he developed his own painting vocabulary. And he may well have seen stages of the Tour de France in his life time, the race has just that long of a history. This is an original watercolor and ink postcard that is available through my artist website. Just follow the direct link at the end of this post to get your piece of the 100th Tour de France.