Le Tour de France

1966

The Tour Steve is riding again, sixty years on — and the champion who wrote to wish him well.

The race

On 1 July 1966 the peloton rolled out of Nancy for three weeks and 4,329 kilometres of racing — the Vosges, the Pyrenees, the Alps, a swing into Spain and Italy, and home to Paris on 23 July. It was the Tour of the first drug tests, of the riders' protest at Bordeaux, and of Jacques Anquetil abandoning in the Alps while quietly steering the win to a team-mate.

That team-mate was Lucien Aimar, a 25-year-old from Hyères. He slipped clear on the road to Turin, took yellow in the Alps and never gave it back — beating Jan Janssen by sixty-seven seconds. He never won the Tour again, and he never needed to.

The race
53rd Tour de France, 1–23 July 1966
The road
Nancy to Paris, 4,329 km, 22 stages
The winner
Lucien Aimar, Ford France–Hutchinson
The margin
1 min 07 sec over Jan Janssen
Third
Raymond Poulidor, the eternal second

A letter from the champion

Handwritten letter from Lucien Aimar to Steve, dated 12 March 2026
Hyères, 12 March 2026

“Dear Steve,

I was delighted to hear that you are preparing to ride the roads of the 1966 Tour de France.

I know that course by heart — it is carved into my legs and into my memory. Cycling is an ungrateful sport, but it is also the most beautiful instrument of freedom.

I will not be on the saddle beside you, but I will be there in thought.

Bonne route.”

Lucien Aimar · winner, Tour de France 1966

From Lucien's own album

Signed photographs sent to Steve to send him on his way.

In yellow for Ford France. Signed: “À Steve, tous mes vœux et bonne route de Tour de France 66.”
Miroir du Cyclisme, August 1966 — the maillot jaune on the road, Polizia Stradale in tow.
The BiC years. “Pour Steve” — and a wave from the saddle.
Bleu, blanc, rouge — French champion and Tour winner, signed for Steve.
The whole BiC squad in orange — Aimar, Anquetil, Geminiani and the rest, lined up for the camera.
A small blond boy head-down on a tricycle, black and white

Sixty years in the making

While Aimar was pulling on yellow in the Alps, Steve was getting the hang of three wheels. Head down, going for it — some things don't change.