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Hypoxia Hotels vs. Old-School Altitude Camps: A Battle for Thin Air Supremacy

In a tale of two altitudes, the tranquil peaks of West Flanders have birthed a challenger to the towering dominance of Mount Teide’s traditional altitude camps. Meet Monte Marcella, Belgium’s latest altitude resort, rising 4,500m above sea level and aiming to eclipse its high-altitude predecessors.

The brainchild of hypoxia enthusiasts, Monte Marcella boasts space-age bedrooms capable of thinning oxygen levels to percentages lower than those atop Teide. With heavyweight teams like Visma-Lease a Bike, Alpecin-Deceuninck, and Soudal Quick-Step already eyeing reservations, the Flanders resort promises a breath of fresh air in altitude training.

But does this spell the end for the classic high-mountain camps that molded champions like Chris Froome and Jonas Vingegaard? Syncrosfera in Denia is already a hotbed for cycling superstars like Mathieu van der Poel and Tadej Pogačar, drawing them with promises of performance gains amidst luxury accommodations.

Monte Marcella’s imminent debut hints at a trend toward luxury “hypoxia hotels,” catering to both pros and amateurs seeking the physiological benefits of thin air without the isolation and expense of traditional camps. Offering oxygen-thinned chambers and streamlined logistics, these resorts promise a quicker, blingier, and potentially more effective alternative to the grind of altitude training.

Yet, amid the allure of sea-level distractions and high-class amenities, the stoic monotony of traditional altitude camps remains a valuable crucible for team bonding and mental fortitude. As Sepp Kuss puts it, the boredom of thin air can be a boon, pushing riders to new heights away from the distractions of everyday life.

So, while Monte Marcella and its ilk may offer a shortcut to altitude gains, the enduring appeal of the Parador hotel and beat-up ski lodges suggests that the allure of the mountains, both high and low, will continue to shape the destiny of cycling’s elite. After all, where would you rather pedal: a sun-baked volcano or a frozen farm-track?