The Tour De Yorkshire, as they called it, was probably the biggest thing to ever happen in Leyburn. The town, and surrounding countryside had taken the yellow theme and ran with it in everyway possible. Yellow flowers, yellow bunting and most of all yellow bikes were everywhere. My parents donated some of our old bikes for the displays and Dad's old bike was painted yellow and hung from the church tower - a good enough spot to earn a shot on the BBC news report! It's a kind of fame.
On the day of the race, it was like a mini festival in the town with every pub selling bacon sandwiches out of their front garden and a set of rival ice cream vans and hog roast sellers doing business. The whole town was packed with people, more kids than we ever knew lived in the Dale. My Dad built us a grandstand out of some tea chests, planks of wood and pieces of an old bunkbed so we could stand on top and look over the hedge as the cyclists came past.
|My sister with her old bike!|
|My Dad's bike in pride of place on the church tower.|
|My mum's home-made bunting on our hedge.|
|I love how the Yorkshire van actually looks just like our countryside.|
|There were lots of the support cards covered in spare bikes that came through with the cyclists.|
|Our home built grandstand view.|
|My parents' house. Us and the neighbours were both making quite a thing out of the occassion.|
Do you follow the Tour De France? Anyone happen to watch and actually see us on tv? :)