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Skirting the foothills of Ventoux, scaling the tracks and trails of the heart of Provence.​ Let old friends Marvin and Thomas, with the support of FOCUS Bikes, show you the way.

Racing on the Paris 2024 Olympics road race course with Montmartre Vélo Club.

Spinning up the Giant of Provence from our new Bédoin store.

Joe Dombrowski rides the Monaco–Nice time trial course and shares his insights into the finale of the 2024 Tour de France…

MIGRATION RACE: GRAVEL IN MAASAI TERRITORY. Certain races leave a deeper and longer lasting impression than others. The Migration Race is more than just cycling, more than just a race; it’s a human experience, a journey shared with fellow participants, organisers and above all, the Kenyan people. Precious moments to treasure. The Migration Race is a four stage, 600 km Gravel race set in the Masai Mara territory. Situated in the southwest of Kenya, this is one of Africa’s most iconic and diverse wildlife reserves, featuring vast expanses of grassy plains, savannah and hills. Last year the Café du Cycliste gravel team, comprising 4 women from across Europe, rolled their wheels through this hallowed land. From the joy of victories to the pain of falls, from mechanical problems to the challenges of illness, the spectrum of emotions will make this journey unforgettable.

Endless Summer 2024 As the days lengthen and the joy of cycling in the sun consumes us once again, we take our new Spring/Summer 2024 range out for a spin under blue, blue skies. New colours, new styles, new clothes to fuel your passion and keep you cool when the temperature rises. An ode to nature, friendship and the thrill of discovering new landscapes and new roads, this is our hymn to the feeling of an endless summer.

CAFÉ DU CYCLISTE X BERNOT CAPS. As an outdoor brand Café du Cycliste is continuously searching to find the most sustainable solutions and practices in product creation. We have now collaborated with Bernot Caps on some unique upcycled designs. Using deadstock garments and unused fabric rolls, each cap is remade in the Bernot Caps workshop in Lithuania and the construction makes maximum use of all the components of the products, as well as the main fabric. This first batch use old jerseys and bib shorts from the SS22 range. There are three cap styles: Janina cut from Laureliune Red Panther; Aldona in Check from Atelier bib shorts; and Regina in clay, cut from the Lara Jersey fabric.

The Major Seven. Three riders, seven mountains, 24 hours. Can they do it? Why are they doing it? Wouldn’t you rather go to the beach? Starring : Col de la Bonette (2715 m), Col de Vars (2108 m), Col d'Izoard (2360 m), Col Agnel (2744 m), Col de Sampeyre (2284 m), Col de Fauniera (2481m), Col de Lombarde (2350 m).

From Wheels to Waves: Surf sessions in the Mediterranean There is a gale of excitement blowing in the air this afternoon at the offices of Café du Cycliste, Nice. A strong wind – which started to blow last night – will do that. When the famous Mistral rises in the Var, the able seamen aboard the good-ship CdC cannot sit still. Thanks to the mercurial Mistral (the name of the northwesterly wind that can be heard from Ventoux to Marseille) a swell will form in the Mediterranean by pushing against the Italian coastline, and the resulting waves will break on the Riviera coast, forming perfect tubes. Behind their computer screens the boys no longer work with 100% focus on their quotidian tasks. In the background, they furtively glance at the application which makes it possible to follow the formation of the waves, in real time, and to understand their surf-able evolution. Running simultaneously are images displayed by webcams placed in strategic places along the coastline. The excitement is palpable. The guys have planned their escape and in the corridor where, as usual, colleagues store their bicycles, boards have appeared and lie patiently underneath. We are used to seeing these men on their bikes, but not so much surfboards. And they do not have a reputation for “pottering” on two wheels, either. Marvin rode for many years on the French X-Country mountain-bike team, earning two French vice-champion titles before switching to X-terra and winning a Junior World Champion’s medal.  On a mountain bike he can do almost everything, on a road bike he is not really ever outdone by his peers. Rémi won the Ironman 70.3 in Nice this year in the amateur category and has just been crowned vice-world champion in St George in Utah. There is no risk of the main clock on the wall being stolen from us this afternoon, as both sailors keep an eye on its trembling hands, impatiently watching the strike of 5:00 p.m. At the appointed time, the two grab their surfboards, throw them into the van and head towards the waves. The goal is to land as quickly as possible near the beach. Two or three nibbles torn from the cupboard and the refrigerator and they will spend the night by the sea, lulled by the sound of waves, listening attentively if the sound of their crashing on the pebbles increases as day-break approaches. At 7:00 a.m breakfast is served: surfing the first wave is like leaving your mark on freshly fallen snow. The rollers are not yet formed as they should be, but it is better to be the first into the water and have the scoop when they are about to break. The waves will soon come, the spectacle and the pleasure they will offer will be worth the trip. FURTHER RIDING Lake Émosson The professional canoeist and Caravan athlete, Étienne Hubert, is preparing for the 2024 Olympics in Paris, where he lives. Part of his process is to take himself away from the metropolis, just him, a tent, his bike and of course, his kayak. View more Diving in at the Café It took five magical minutes to understand the dimension of free-diving champion and Caravan member, Guillaume Néry. To watch him sit and hold his breath for five minutes was a drop in the ocean on the way to understanding what’s required in this super-human sport. View more 1% – a point of difference Rome wasn’t built in a day, they say, and the Planet certainly wasn’t either. 1% seems like a minor figure, but we’d like to argue just 1% can make a major difference to the outcome, from here to eternity. View more #WHATISGRAVEL - The Film Gravel is a playground with infinite possibilities. Gravel is being able to ride anywhere, any time. Gravel is a dizzying feeling. Gravel is constantly renewed wonder. View more

CDC GT : Unbound - Sound and Force Part Two. Danielle Larson is a former ballroom dancer and full-time bike racing addict. In her first outing for the CDC-GT at La Traka she encountered a cracked rim and had to abandon. In her second Gravel mission, at the prestigious Unbound in Kansas, Danielle went full throttle, completing the 200-mile race in 12.5 hours.

NO GAS FULL GAS Sometimes your toughest opponent is the road ahead. Try and break the pain barrier, go that extra mph. Rise above the effort, find the sweet spot. Then relax, take a deep breath. Then go again. Sometimes it is all about fit for purpose. The perfect support, the technical details, the ideal shape and the optimum performance. Aware of the past, in tune with the present and serious about the future, we create clothing to go full gas.

CDC GT : UNBOUND 2022, USA - Danielle Larson At the start of the month the CDC-GT embarked upon their second gravel race of the campaign, at Unbound in the USA. This short film gives an insight into rider Danielle Larson’s fortunes on the 200 mile course, and her general approach to gravel racing.

INSIDE THE CDC GT : ANNABEL FISHER The CDC GT, Café du Cycliste’s official Gravel racing team, are an all-female trio of inspirational riders. In this video we go behind the scenes, speaking to the first of our three athletes, Annabel Fisher.

CDC GT : Sound and Force The CDC GT, Café du Cycliste’s Gravel racing trio tackled their first event in Girona on Saturday May 1st 2022. Annabel Fisher took top spot in the 100km distance, her first ever Gravel race.

#WHATISGRAVEL Gravel is a playground with infinite possibilities. Gravel is being able to ride anywhere, any time. Gravel is a dizzying feeling. Gravel is constantly renewed wonder.

#38 I live for competition. Having represented Iceland in sailing twice at the Olympic Games, I understand the pressure and sensations that come with competing at the very highest level. However, nothing quite compares to the intensity that comes with racing on two wheels. Whether it’s on the road or mtb trails, each race requires you to stretch yourself beyond the limit you previously thought possible. This race was special for me because it was my first real race and it was icelandic mtb nationals . Before the race I didn’t know what to expect but I managed to go away with the biggest cycling legend in Iceland, Gunnlaugur. Half way trough the race he left me and pretty fast he had gained more than 2 minutes on me . I pushed on and was happy with my solid second place. When there was less than 10 kilometres left I started to see Gunnlaugur again and I was gaining time on him fast ! 1 km from the finish line I past him and I won the race . My first race and my first national title! I am not a Number I am not number 06 Alexia is the 10th woman in the world among nearly 100 skippers to have finished the Vendée Globe race without stopping and without assistance. Cycling is her other passion. VIEW MORE I am not a number 738 Fifty four kilometres, more than two thousand six hundred entrants, my first big race and a dry mouth. I'm nervous but I am not a number. VIEW MORE I am not a number 112 Alpine skiing was the first competitive sport I ever participated in. And I was coming from an island where there are no ski slopes. But I am not a number. VIEW MORE I am not a number 399 My friends lined my hometown course and shouted my name in every corner. He beat me two weeks earlier but this day was my day, this course was my course. VIEW MORE

#06 Sunday 8th November 2020, 1:02pm. I was one of 35 contestants departing from Les Sables-d’Olonne for the Vendée Globe – the solo, unassisted, non-stop round-the-world sailing race. I left behind the land, my friends and the whole world on that day, and wouldn’t see them again until 111 days later, on February 28th 2021, at 7:23 am. I came 24th and I’m so proud to have completed this world tour, to have succeeded, to feel like I have won, to have achieved my dream. It was not an easy task. I left with a small budget and a more than 20-year-old IMOCA, the Penguin, built in 1998 for Catherine Chabaud (Vendée Globe 2000). This boat certainly knows its way around after 6 world tours and 4 Vendée Globe races. With it, I wanted to achieve the dream I have had since I was a little girl, obsessed with open-sea races and oceans. My race was punctuated with intense moments of happiness, storms, calm waters and multiple surprises. I battled with the elements and the events of the race with the same determination, even when I was physically suffering, for the last three weeks, after falling on my back. I am the 10th woman in the world among nearly 100 skippers to have finished the round-the-world race without stopping and without assistance. More people have been to space than have completed the Vendée Globe! I am not a number #738 Fifty four kilometres, more than two thousand six hundred entrants, my first big race and a dry mouth. I'm nervous but I am not a number. VIEW MORE #112 Alpine skiing was the first competitive sport I ever participated in. And I was coming from an island where there are no ski slopes. But I am not a number. VIEW MORE #339 My friends lined my hometown course and shouted my name in every corner. He beat me two weeks earlier but this day was my day, this course was my course. VIEW MORE #27 Since I was a sprinter and not a mountain goat, I always rode up front before climbs. The pace was slow, we were chatting during the ride and then, suddenly, „boom“. VIEW MORE

#738 It was hot, I remember it was hot. It hadn't rained for what seemed like months and the ground was hard as chiseled rock. I was hot, my mouth as parched as the landscape, as dry as old bones. From the nerves or from the weather, from the weather or from the nerves. Fifty four kilometres, more than two thousand six hundred entrants, my first big race. It was hard to tell.  Swept along at the start, going at a crazy pace, ignoring my plans. It was obvious it was the nerves. At twenty kilometres the first slow puncture. Not slow enough for a pump, I had to change it. I had no choice. Everything stood still except the other racers. Hundreds of them sliding past. But I was back, I was racing again. On a charge and making up lost ground, down but not defeated.  And then the disaster repeats itself.  In an acacia grove waiting for a replacement tube, a spectator again. A change but not a clean one and I puncture again soon after. Rinse and repeat. Somebody help. They do eventually because we're all riders, even racers. I'm struggling to understand my luck even before it happens one more time. Five hundred metres out. Now it's time to push and run. I finish on foot. I don't want to know where, it no longer matters because when all is said and done, I am not a number. #399 He was 20 years younger and he beat me two weeks earlier but this day was my day, this course was my course VIEW MORE #6027 In amongst the masses of riders herded into the starting pens like cattle, ready to go on the ‘b’ of the bang. VIEW MORE #27 And then, suddenly, „boom“. I regained consciousness in the ambulance later. I couldn't remember anything about the fall. VIEW MORE #112 Alpine skiing was the first competitive sport I ever participated in. And I was coming from an island where there are no ski slopes. VIEW MORE #1047 Base miles and big-ring drills, diet and core strength sessions. Attention to detail in every aspect of training and racing life. VIEW MORE #80 On the map, I’m just a dot from a GPS signal - a pair of coordinates and a ticking clock. VIEW MORE

#112 Alpine skiing was the first competitive sport I ever participated in. Coming from an island where there are no ski slopes, it was a pretty big deal for me to even get the racing license. I remember when I wore my bib number for the first time, the announcement was made to introduce me as a kid from Jeju, the crowd was going mad. In alpine races, you are alone on the slope. I felt the spotlight on me and it made me feel like I was somebody. From that point on, I attended many races and every time I went on the slope, people were checking my number as if they were saying that’s the kid from Jeju. Eventually it started to put pressure on me. It felt like I had to meet the expectations of the people who were checking on my progress. I wasn't enjoying it. Then I stumbled across mountaineering, cross-country skiing and backcountry skiing. In alpine skiing, you ride alone on a man-made slope, but in mountaineering skiing, you ski on naturally made tracks with other people. Maybe it suits me better because I am not a number. I AM NOT A NUMBER #1047 Base miles and big-ring drills, diet and core strength sessions. Attention to detail in every aspect of training and racing life. VIEW MORE #6027 In amongst the masses of riders herded into the starting pens like cattle, ready to go on the ‘b’ of the bang. VIEW MORE #80 On the map, I’m just a dot from a GPS signal - a pair of coordinates and a ticking clock. VIEW MORE

#399 I was vying for 35th place on day two of DCCX and I spent most of the third lap just behind the rear wheel of my appointed nemesis of the season. He was 20 years younger. He was 20 lbs heavier. He beat me handedly three weeks earlier on a flat fast course that favoured those with more power than finesse. He beat me two weeks earlier when the bearings of my right pedal seized just as I closed in on him. This day, however, was my day. This course was my course. It snaked its way through the tree filled grounds of an historic military veterans retirement home. The sound of my name being cheered let him know I was breathing down his neck. Less than a quarter of the final lap remained. I roared out of the last corner and turned to glance at him as I made the pass. I was barely a mid-pack also-ran, but I felt a little bit victorious as I formally introduced myself after the finish. I stood before him with an outstretched hand. He glanced at me and shook my hand with both disappointment and a smile to confirm a sliver of meaning to our personal rear-of-the-pack battle. But I am not a number. I AM NOT A NUMBER #27 And then, suddenly, „boom“. I regained consciousness in the ambulance later. I couldn't remember anything about the fall. VIEW MORE #6027 In amongst the masses of riders herded into the starting pens like cattle, ready to go on the ‘b’ of the bang. VIEW MORE #1047 Base miles and big-ring drills, diet and core strength sessions. Attention to detail in every aspect of training and racing life. VIEW MORE #112 Alpine skiing was the first competitive sport I ever participated in. And I was coming from an island where there are no ski slopes. VIEW MORE #80 On the map, I’m just a dot from a GPS signal - a pair of coordinates and a ticking clock. VIEW MORE