When we planned this trip, we remembered how tired we were on our day off in La Rochelle last year, and decided to build in a day off the bikes in Zaragoza. It has fallen at the right time, and we have spent the day just exploring this beautiful & vibrant city, sitting at cafés … More Saddlebag of Memories Madrid to Sète. Day 7 .. A day off in Zaragoza
I can hardly believe it, but after months of planning and a lot of fears that something would happen to throw a spoke through our wheels, we are actually on our way to Madrid. We will have a day to find our feet tomorrow. Then on Saturday, we’ll cycle out of the city, beginning the … More Saddlebag of Memories Madrid to Sète … Day 1 Aix to Madrid
People often ask me what is my favourite part of France, thinking it’s probably the easiest question to answer, and that I will simply say Provence. If only it was that easy, and in many ways, the last few days away has made it even more difficult. It probably seems a little odd, going on … More Finding new favourites
Today is the Fête Des Mères (Mother’s Day) in France and further afield. It does feel a much nicer time of year to celebrate than in the UK, where it falls mid-Lent, when it’s inevitably a bit chilly and grey. So today, we made the most of sunny weather and popped out early in Fifi, … More Mother’s Day Brocanting
Last night, after a long day’s ride and a superb, much-needed supper, we ambled around the Vieux Port and collapsed into bed, sleeping like babies until just after 7, this morning. The thought of having a day off had taken away the early-morning wakefulness, when normally we’re alert, planning the route and getting everything ready. … More Saddlebag of Memories… Day 6 … A day off in La Rochelle
After yesterday’s epic and admittedly, rather brutal ride, we weren’t really sure how we would feel getting back on the bikes this morning Would our bums be sore? Would we have any strength in our legs? Would we even get half way to tonight’s stay? All these worries were very present when we woke up … More Saddlebag of Memories.. Day 3 .. Caurel to La Gacilly
What an incredible first day’s ride we’ve had from East Devon, across Dartmoor to Plymouth, and I’m writing this, now that we’re through check-in and waiting to board the night ferry to Roscoff. I’ve only just admitted to Andy that I was actually rather worried about today, as I’d only ever ridden as far as … More Saddlebag of Memories Cycle Ride…Day 1 over Dartmoor to Plymouth
Over 30 years ago, when we first visited the Luberon, we took to our bikes, cycling the back-roads to explore the beautiful, historic villages, and we remember riding over an old bridge across the Calavon river, below Bonnieux, when we were making our way to Roussillon. What we didn’t realise at the time, was that … More Exploring the History
After a gentle weekend, today has been another mad travelling day, and considering it was only organised in Friday, it’s actually gone rather well. This weekend, it really did feel as if Spring was forcing her way forward, with me stopping in my tracks, whilst we were out walking, on hearing the lilting (and simply … More Travelling again
Over the last week, the days have slipped comfortably past, with enough going on to keep me busy, whilst Andy has been away, fitting in lots of chores around the more enjoyable aspects of life here. In many ways, it’s been a bit of a bizarre week, especially when it comes to the weather. Over … More All the seasons in a week, in Provence
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