The riders dance as they scramble through a slender corridor of rabid fans. Plumes of smoke rise above a collection of flags, unfurling in the mountain breeze. The deafening roar of cheers and horns; the smell of beer and grilling meats. All around, mighty peaks loom over the chaos. For aficionados of professional cycling, riding the routes of the Giro d’Italia, Vuelta a España, or TDF can be an emotional voyage. These roads are the stadiums of our sport. Cycling doesn’t have a Fenway; there is no Wrigley Field. This sport’s history is literally written on the road. Join us, and enter cycling lore.