I was that girl at school who cheerfully accepted yet another detention for ‘forgetting’ her sports kit rather than endure yet another hockey lesson on a freezing pitch. I was that woman who married the man she was certain would never switch over to catch some sporting fixture on TV. So sporting pictures for Monochrome Madness , hosted this week by Elke of Pictures Imperfect fame, are very thin on the ground for me.
My only chance is to catch sight of a knock-about in the park …
… or to notice a roller-blader honing his skills in the skateboard park.
Other than that, Big Cycle Races are our only concession to sports-viewing. When we lived in France, the Tour de France passed before our house there twice, and when it began here in Yorkshire in 2014, it yet again chose to pass our house. These photos show a glimpse of the Caravane Publicitaire in France, and of – not the Tour de France – but the Tour de Yorkshire, passing near where we live, and cycling through nearby Kirkby Malzeard.
Me? I prefer a long walk out in the Dales with a friend or two.
Does that count?
I’ve included a little bit of street art spotted in Angers as my header photo. It seems to be a rock climber picking her way carefully upwards in … Rue Montault.
From Pyrenees to Pennines 
I thought there would have been sheep races at least 🐏🐏🐏 You did well especially the La Tour photos. the building climber is so good
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That was a lucky sight indeed. And you’re not wrong. There IS a sheep race at the Masham Sheep Fair. Their owners have to run ahead of them randishing turnips! Totally impossible to get shots of though.
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I thought you may have mentioned that before
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I agree with the detention but I didn’t manage to find a mate who was impervious to football and cricket. As compensation he’s happy to walk with me anytime. Cyclists are the bain of our life here and I can’t get excited at seeing them pedal past, but you can’t see the glory of tennis, so there you. Good effort, Margaret xx
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I shan’t tell M waht you said about cyclists. He’s one, but a considerate one. Unlike many car drivers who would be happy to lob any cyclist into the ditch. I used to enjoy watching Wimbledon, but no longer bother. I’m a lost cause xx
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Riding 3 abreast on a country lane and running walkers down on shared cycle/walking path. Gotta love it xx
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Yep, they definitely shouldn’t. x
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Love the cycling pics
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They’re there for you, Sheree 😉😄
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You’re too kind Margaret
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I was that girl too!
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Hooray! We could have whinged together.
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Well, I’m pretty much on your page except if it’s motorsport… Thought I would give this week a miss but I’ve suddenly thought I think I have a climber in Alsace.l.. That would fit
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It wouild. As would your motorsport shots.
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We, too, are a sportfree walking household!
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I guessed as much!
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What a wonderful post about sports! I especially liked how you closed the post with walking with a friend. That has got to be one of my favorite sports, even if a friend is not present.
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I learnt to love walking alone during Lockdown, and still in many ways prefer it. I’m able to be more ‘present’ in the moment, more appreciative and observant.
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