Biarritz Cycling ShortAhhh Biarritz. I'll never forget my first time rolling into Biarritz on two wheels. I was traveling and riding with a group, and we were powering out of the Pyrenean foothills in a pace line. I was focused on the wheel in front of me and missed everything until the city streets opened to an expansive Atlantic Ocean. Surfers. Crashing waves. The smell of the sea. We arrived at a glitzy hotel, and later I made my way into small alleys and found