We (Ryan, Tristan23, Ryan's wife and I) caught a number of tour stages last year, most notably the Alpe d'Huez and the final stage on the Rue du Rivoli (with Daver and Nicho). It's a superb experience.
From what we and thousands of others enjoyed, I'd highly recommend hiring a camper van. We arrived in Bourg d'Oisans the afternoon before the Alpe d'Huez stage, and just parked on the side of the road at the base of the mountains. Be prepared to just park anywhere you can squeeze in - the road is lined with vehicles and every available space is taken. We spent the night before the stage drinking Kronenbourg, setting off fireworks in the middle of the road and joining in on a wild dutch communist party riot which involved some serious shenanigans involving the masses of traffic heading to the top of the mountain.
(The mountain)
The next day we rose at a reasonable time, and started walking. Two and a half hours later we were about a third of the way up the hill, sweating like pigs, carrying about 5 free Bouygues Telecom jerseys each and a carton and a half of Kronenbourg between us, and decided that this nice little tree-shrouded hairpin turn was far enough for us. We then spent the next 5 hours drinking beer, eating baguette and taking the piss out of the dutch. Oh, and begging like cheapskates for the attractive ladies in the caravan to through free shit at us (myself repeatedly being thwarted by the amazing scabbing power of the 10 year old kid next to me, and managing only to get a little packet of Haribo, a "Made in Australia" keyring, and a half melted processed cheese square).
Then came the riders. It was pretty full on. Like, it was really cool. Ryan told Cadel to "Get under it cunt" and "Give it some herbs", which was pretty great, but unfortunately it seems he took the "get under it, cunt!" to mean "don't stick to Sastre, you big girl!" - that was a bit disappointing. Then came the stragglers, but despite our incredible powers of persuasion and excessive use of the F-word, Robbie McEwan refused to do a wheelie. Another disappointment.
(The stragglers - note Robbie McEwan not doing a wheelie. Jerk.)
Anyway, after all the riders were gone, we basically just walked back to the van where we rested our sore, tired, scattered brains until the following morning. In the interests of this actually having some relevance and not just being a stupid story, I should probably point out here that it is NOT a good idea to drive your camper van up the mountain. Park at the bottom and walk up. We got to our van at about 6pm. 15 hours later there were STILL vans and cars coming down the mountain.
Anyway, the next day was pretty cool, too. We went to see the following day's stage start in Bourg d'Oisans. The cool part about this was that the pit area was very big and open, and so we managed to just climb the barriers and get up close and personal with the riders, which was really cool. We got kicked out on a number of occasions, but it was easy enough to just walk 10 metres up and climb back in.
As for Paris, well. That was cool. To be honest, nowhere near as good as the Huez stage given the massive policing and serious restriction of how close you can get to the riders. On the hills, you really can get to the point of touching the riders. Also, the crowds are just so freaking massive.
(Touching a rider - Jens Voigt)
(Being massively restricted - Paris)
So, in short.
- Do it, it's bound to be one of the best spectating experiences of your life.
- Take your bike - everyone rides up the Alpe d'Huez the day preceding the stage, or the morning of the stage before the riders come through - it's such a cool atmosphere, I wish I had been able to ride it on that day.
- Make the absolute most of it. Don't worry too much about looking like a dickhead Aussie, because the place is full of them along with dickhead Kiwis, Dutch, Italians, Germans, French, Brits and Americans - all plastered, all having a good time.
- Do it yourself. I'm sure it would work out cheaper to hire a van and pay for petrol and be able to cook for yourself than to pay a tour company, pay for accommodation, and pay for cooked meals because you can't do it yourself.
Have fun!