Trans Savoie Tickets On Sale Mon 2nd Nov

If you’re eagerly salivating with poised finger over the keyboard waiting to enter the 2016 Trans Savoie, you’ll be chuffed to bits to learn that the tickets go on sale today at 19:00GMT.

Apparently the entry window is open for 24 hours – so if you’re reading this on Wednesday, never mind. Take a look at the video below in a sort of Bullseye, Look What You Could’ve Won sort of way:

The Trans Savoie will take place between 20-27 August 2016, and all riders are crtered for, “regardless of age, sex or nationality”. Apparently there are also more cheaper, self supported options for next year too.

The release promises 6 days, fewer pedalling miles in liaison sections than before, coupled to epic, wilderness singletrack trails with the majority of the ups via ski-lifts. Sounds pretty sweet to us.

All applicants are screened to ensure appropriate levels of technical skill and experience, and then the 110 places available are randomly allocated – so it’s not just first come, first served. If you apply, you’ll find out in early Nov. There will be a few extra places about in March, if you’re disappointed – but there aren’t many.

The entry process sees all applications screened to ensure riders meet the required level of technical competence and experience required to safely compete, before 110 entry places are randomly allocated (it’s not done on a first come, first served basis).

For more details click here!

Barney Marsh

Barney Marsh takes the word ‘career’ literally, veering wildly across the road of his life, as thoroughly in control as a goldfish on the dashboard of a motorhome. He’s been, with varying degrees of success, a scientist, teacher, shop assistant, binman and, for one memorable day, a hospital laundry worker. These days, he’s a dad, husband, guitarist, and writer, also with varying degrees of success. He sometimes takes photographs. Some of them are acceptable. Occasionally he rides bikes to cast the rest of his life into sharp relief. Or just to ride through puddles. Sometimes he writes about them. Bikes, not puddles. He is a writer of rongs, a stealer of souls and a polisher of turds. He isn’t nearly as clever or as funny as he thinks he is.