The legendary Paris-Roubaix isn’t just a bike race; it’s a pilgrimage for cyclists from across the world, a test of grit, machine, and perhaps sanity. This year, three riders from Mid Devon CC – Mike Gratton, Andy Parker, and Dave Allen – answered the call of the cobbles, embarking on an unforgettable weekend adventure. L’Enfer du Nord didn’t disappoint…
The trip began on Thursday, with the trusty Mid Devon van swallowing the motorway miles en route to the Channel Tunnel. After a stopover at Ashford, a quick detour into Belgium for breakfast at the iconic Koksijde cyclocross venue set the tone before reaching the hotel near Lille. Wasting no time, the trio tackled a reconnaissance ride of the final five secteurs pavé. The infamous Carrefour de l’Arbre lived up to its savage reputation; TV truly doesn’t capture the brutal reality of these ancient cobblestones.
Pre-race preparations weren’t without drama. Mike faced some last-minute bike troubles, thankfully resolved with the expert help of club legend Simon Aske who happened to be on hand. A visit to a vast Decathlon store followed, before settling down for essential pre-race fuel: beers and food.
Saturday dawned, and the challenge began. The initial 50km south were a blur of busy roads, towns, and villages. It felt like a throwback to road racing days, with Andy Parker clearly relishing the chase, as the group efficiently caught and passed hundreds of fellow participants.
Then came the pavé. The first sector, the notorious Trouée d’Arenberg, was exactly as feared – pure hell. A quick “call of nature” break (which included an unexpected detour into a ditch for ex-police diver Dave!) provided brief respite before the relentless onslaught of cobbled sectors resumed. Sector after sector tested resolve, with even the ‘milder’ 3-star sections proving torturous. Each return to smooth tarmac felt like a gift.
The challenges weren’t just under tyre. Andy found himself unexpectedly stuck in his biggest gear (53×11) after his electronic Di2 shifting went into crash mode – a tough break on such demanding terrain. Despite the mechanicals and the punishing cobbles, the sun shone brightly, and temperatures climbed towards 25 degrees Celsius by the time the iconic Roubaix Velodrome came into view.
Crossing the finish line in the velodrome was euphoric, the atmosphere electric. The sense of accomplishment was immense. The day wasn’t over, though, as we set out to soak in the atmosphere and watch the thrilling Women’s Elite pro race. Celebratory steak and beers were the well-deserved order of the evening.
Sunday offered more cycling action, watching the Junior, U23, and Men’s Elite races tackle the same brutal course, before the long drive back to Devon, arriving home around midnight.
The verdict? An absolutely amazing weekend. The Paris-Roubaix Challenge is a true bucket list item ticked off. While the immediate post-ride feeling might have been “never again,” recovery brings perspective. The allure of the cobbles, the camaraderie, and the unique atmosphere mean a return trip is definitely on the cards. It’s an experience that pushes you to your limits but leaves you wanting more.