The Grand Tour Collection | Cycling Art Print

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La Vuelta Espana

La Vuelta Espana, the final grand tour of the calendar. One more chance of glory for some, a last shot at redemption for others, and a matter of honour for the Spanish. 

On the morning of stage 17, in 2012, the morning papers declared Alberto Contador's Vuelta challenge over. His late season legs lacked pep, his rivals too strong. He had run out of road. 

But Contador failed to read the script, and broke away from the field with over 50km to go of the scorching, rolling stage to Fuente De. A suicidal move. As his gap stretched, panic spread, and one by one his rivals crumbled in the face of his attack. El Pistolero took aim and achieved the impossible, soloing to his greatest victory.

Le Tour de France

 
The Tour, the greatest race of them all. For years the Tour was a closed book to the rest of the world, ‘old Europe’ jealously guarding its treasures. But then a blond-haired, blued-eyed boy from Colorado arrived, full of talent, ambition and fresh ideas.
 
Little did Greg Lemond know that the toughest guardian of all rode for his own team. Bernard Hinault, ‘the Badger’ was not prepared to let his teammate into the Tour’s inner sanctum without a fight. Throughout the turbulent, testy Tour of 1986 he attacked Lemond at every opportunity, finally succumbing to his younger rival as they crossed the Col d’Izoard on Stage 17. 
 
The Badger was slain, and a new, global era of cycling was born.
 
Il Giro d’Italia
 
The first grand tour of the year, and for many the most beautiful, as the peloton rolls through the Italian spring. But the Giro has teeth, and as the race hits the high mountains the riders are at the mercy of the fickle weather. Over the years some of the most memorable stages of the Giro have been defined not by springtime and sunshine, but by suffering and snow.
 
On a day of high drama in 2016, Vincenzo Nibali kickstarted one of the great grand tour comebacks. Minutes down, ill, and suffering, he started Stage 19 with his hopes in tatters. But as the riders raced through the snowbanks, he came alive, attacking relentlessly and dragging himself back into contention. He would not end the day in pink, but his rivals knew they were beaten.
About

<div style="text-align:start; -webkit-text-stroke-width:0px"><span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica"><b>La Vuelta Espana</b><br />
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La Vuelta Espana, the final grand tour of the calendar. One more chance of glory for some, a last shot at redemption for others, and a matter of honour for the Spanish.&nbsp;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>

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<span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica">On the morning of stage 17, in 2012, the morning papers declared Alberto Contador's Vuelta challenge over. His late season legs lacked pep, his rivals too strong. He had run out of road.&nbsp;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>

<div style="text-align:start; -webkit-text-stroke-width:0px"><br />
<span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica">But Contador failed to read the script, and broke away from the field with over 50km to go of the scorching, rolling stage to Fuente De. A suicidal move. As his gap stretched, panic spread, and one by one his rivals crumbled in the face of his attack. El Pistolero took aim and achieved the impossible, soloing to his greatest victory.<br />
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<b>Le Tour de France</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<div><span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica"><span style="word-wrap:break-word"><span style="-webkit-nbsp-mode:space"><span style="line-break:after-white-space">The Tour, the greatest race of them all. For years the Tour was a closed book to the rest of the world, ‘old Europe’ jealously guarding its treasures. But then a blond-haired, blued-eyed boy from Colorado arrived, full of talent, ambition and fresh ideas.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>

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<div><span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica"><span style="word-wrap:break-word"><span style="-webkit-nbsp-mode:space"><span style="line-break:after-white-space">Little did Greg Lemond know that the toughest guardian of all rode for his own team. Bernard Hinault, ‘the Badger’ was not prepared to let his teammate into the Tour’s inner sanctum without a fight. Throughout the turbulent, testy Tour of 1986 he attacked Lemond at every opportunity, finally succumbing to his younger rival as they crossed the Col d’Izoard on Stage 17.&nbsp;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>

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<div><span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica"><span style="word-wrap:break-word"><span style="-webkit-nbsp-mode:space"><span style="line-break:after-white-space">The Badger was slain, and a new, global era of cycling was born.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>

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<div><span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica"><span style="word-wrap:break-word"><span style="-webkit-nbsp-mode:space"><span style="line-break:after-white-space"><b>Il Giro d’Italia</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>

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<div><span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica"><span style="word-wrap:break-word"><span style="-webkit-nbsp-mode:space"><span style="line-break:after-white-space">The first grand tour of the year, and for many the most beautiful, as the peloton rolls through the Italian spring. But the Giro has teeth, and as the race hits the high mountains the riders are at the mercy of the fickle weather. Over the years some of the most memorable stages of the Giro have been defined not by springtime and sunshine, but by suffering and snow.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>

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<div><span style="font-size:12px"><span style="caret-color:#000000"><span style="color:#000000"><span style="font-style:normal"><span style="font-variant-caps:normal"><span style="font-weight:normal"><span style="letter-spacing:normal"><span style="orphans:auto"><span style="text-transform:none"><span style="white-space:normal"><span style="widows:auto"><span style="word-spacing:0px"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust:auto"><span style="text-decoration:none"><span style="font-family:Helvetica"><span style="word-wrap:break-word"><span style="-webkit-nbsp-mode:space"><span style="line-break:after-white-space">On a day of high drama in 2016, Vincenzo Nibali kickstarted one of the great grand tour comebacks. Minutes down, ill, and suffering, he started Stage 19 with his hopes in tatters. But as the riders raced through the snowbanks, he came alive, attacking relentlessly and dragging himself back into contention. He would not end the day in pink, but his rivals knew they were beaten.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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Product Details

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<li>- Frames are individually handmade by us in our print studio.</li>
<li>- We use lovely FSA certified solid hard wood (British Ash).</li>
<li>- Very high quality Acrylic Glass (hard to tell the difference from real glass).</li>
<li>- Giclee print, archival ink on acid-free, gallery-grade&nbsp;art paper.</li>
<li>- Each print is meticulously&nbsp;hand-trimmed and printed to order in our print studio.</li>
<li>- Frames are carefully prepared, taped, sealed (by us) and provided with saw-tooth hangers.</li>
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Sizing

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<li>- Medium Poster A3 (No Mount) 420x297mm.&nbsp; Frame Size 450x327x34mm</li>
<li>- Medium Poster A3&nbsp; (Mounted) 420x297mm.&nbsp; Frame Size 627x450x34mm</li>
<li>- Large Poster A2 (No Mount) 597x420m.&nbsp; Frame Size 627x450x34mm</li>
<li>- Framing available for Medium and Large prints only.</li>
<li>- For mounted prints, we use a <strong>Medium (A3</strong>) print then mount it in a <strong>Large (A2)</strong> frame</li>
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Shipping

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<li>- Unframed prints are prepared for dispatch within 24 hours of order.</li>
<li>- Please allow a 3-5 day turnaround of framed prints.</li>
<li>- Once ready, all framed orders are shipped for next day (tracked) delivery within a one-hour time slot.</li>
<li>- Framed prints are dispatched using custom-made packaging to ensure safe transit.</li>
<li>- Each frame includes a label on the reverse showing it was framed (by hand, by us) in our studio.</li>
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The first grand tour of the year, and for many the most beautiful, as the peloton rolls through the Italian spring. But the Giro has teeth, and as the race hits the high mountains the riders are at the mercy of the fickle weather. Over the years some of the most memorable stages of the Giro have been defined not by springtime and sunshine, but by suffering and snow.

On a day of high drama in 2016, Vincenzo Nibali kickstarted one of the great grand tour comebacks. Minutes down, ill, and suffering, he started Stage 19 with his hopes in tatters. But as the riders raced through the snowbanks, he came alive, attacking relentlessly and dragging himself back into contention. He would not end the day in pink, but his rivals knew they were beaten.

The Tour, the greatest race of them all. For years the Tour was a closed book to the rest of the world, ‘old Europe’ jealously guarding its treasures. But then a blond-haired, blued-eyed boy from Colorado arrived, full of talent, ambition and fresh ideas.

Little did Greg Lemond know that the toughest guardian of all rode for his own team. Bernard Hinault, ‘the Badger’ was not prepared to let his teammate into the Tour’s inner sanctum without a fight. Throughout the turbulent, testy Tour of 1986 he attacked Lemond at every opportunity, finally succumbing to his younger rival as they crossed the Col d’Izoard on Stage 17.

La Vuelta Espana, the final grand tour of the calendar. One more chance of glory for some, a last shot at redemption for others, and a matter of honour for the Spanish.

On the morning of stage 17, in 2012, the morning papers declared Alberto Contador's Vuelta challenge over. His late season legs lacked pep, his rivals too strong. He had run out of road.

But Contador failed to read the script, and broke away from the field with over 50km to go of the scorching, rolling stage to Fuente De. A suicidal move. As his gap stretched, panic spread, and one by one his rivals crumbled in the face of his attack. El Pistolero took aim and achieved the impossible, soloing to his greatest victory.

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Frames are individually handmade by us in our print studio.
We use lovely FSA certified solid hard wood (British Ash).
Very high quality Acrylic Glass - shatterproof, durable and lightweight.