The rainbow jersey has been replaced by a thick hoodie, the shivering has given way to a smile, and the setback has been resized. When he emerges ten minutes later, a transfiguration has taken place. "I think my greatest flaw is that I can be quite upset for a short amount of time, and I can do or say some ruthless things in that moment" Evenepoel obeys, apologising to the reporters as he climbs aboard. It's already early evening at 2,600m above sea level, after all, and the sun is drooping from the cloud-flecked sky. He pokes his head out of the van and orders his young teammate in out of the cold. Yves Lampaert has an eye for these details.
He gets to his feet and makes his way towards the reporters to translate his disappointment into words, but his teeth are chattering. The solidarity seems to shake him from his torpor. One by one, Evenepoel's teammates start to arrive, delivering claps on the shoulder or sympathetic grimaces as they troop past onto the team van. They have travelled 12,000km to be here, some with the express task of covering this rider's every move, but nobody dares to disturb this initial, hushed phase of the post-mortem. Now, Evenepoel stares into the middle distance as Soudal-QuickStep staff bustle about their usual post-race tasks and a group of journalists begins to assemble at a careful distance. Within a couple of minutes, the wax on his wings had melted and he was forced to relent, eventually fading to finish over a minute down on winner Miguel Angel López.
Nobody did.Īs Evenepoel took flight, another solo exhibition seemed inevitable, but high altitude and early-season conditioning can make for a debilitating cocktail for a boy from the lowlands, regardless of his gifts. It's January, and Remco Evenepoel is sitting alone beneath a canopy atop the Alto Colorado, sipping on a can of Coke and silently cursing the impulsiveness that has just cost him the Vuelta a San Juan.ġ0km or so from the summit, the Belgian had burst forth from the peloton, turning a mammoth gear that seemed to dare anyone to follow. Honed in the desert of Sonora, the visions of don Juan give us the vital secrets of belief and self-realization that are transcendental and valid for us all.From time to time, even the man with the rainbow on his back flies too close to the sun. Through don Juan's mesmerizing stories, the true meaning of sorcery and magic is finally revealed. The Power of Silence is Castaneda's most astonishing book to date - a brilliant flash of knowledge that illuminates the far reaches of the human mind. Now, at last, don Juan returns in The Power of Silence - wise, infuriating, capable or working miracles and playing practical jokes, but always seeking the wisdom of the warrior. Millions of readers worldwide have treasured the visionary brilliance of Carlos Castaneda, who first explore the world of the Yaqui Indian sorcerer in The Teachings of don Juan.
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