Well, what a wonderful last 2 weeks this has been, and yesterday, we pedalled the last leg of the trip through western France, arriving in Bordeaux. We had really enjoyed our couple of days cycling along the lanes around Duras, avoiding the storms that had been a constant feature of the weather forecasts. But, on … More Day 16 … Wet, but happy in Bordeaux
Since deciding to accept that we will just ride from Duras to Bordeaux and avoid the storms that had been predicted, we’ve just relaxed into enjoying our time here. Today, we decided that as we cycled in from the north, pedalled the roads to the east yesterday, and will be riding out west to Bordeaux … More Day 15 … Second breakfast in Marmande.
Last night, we had a long chat about the plans for the next few days, coupled with looking at every possible weather forecast we could find, hoping that one may give us (even the slimmest chance) of being able to camp (storm-free) on Wednesday night. But however hard we sought for a glimmer of hope, … More Day 14 … Exploring the Dropt valley
We really enjoyed our day off in Mussidan yesterday, and after another good night’s sleep, we were ready to go on again this morning. I had planned various routes to Duras, which we had decided would be our next stop, on the revised route towards Bordeaux. We had the ‘If it’s bucketing with rain’ route; … More Day 13 … Hiding from the cloudburst
All I can say, is that cycling 740km to Angouleme to watch the first rugby match of the season for Provence, was worth every turn of the pedal. We had spent a lovely afternoon exploring the town, before I put on my Provence T-Shirt to wear to the match. I have carried it in my … More Day 11 … Into the Dordogne
We had such a lovely evening yesterday, staying in the camp site that we had visited so many times before, albeit, the last time being in 1999. We did the evening walk that had been our favourite walk, all those years ago, taking the quiet road to the Tour de Broue, the last remaining part … More Day 9 whoops, where are we staying?
After the stresses of yesterday’s trip to Portsmouth Day 1 – What! no train?, we fell into an anxiety hangover and a deep sleep on the overnight ferry to Saint Malo, waking at 5, about an hour before the ship’s alarm went off. It gave us time to finally put to bed the worries that … More Day 2 – Well that was soggy! Saint Malo to Montfort sur Meu
It’s hard to believe that today was effectively the last day of the ride, even though we still have to pedal home from the train station in Avignon, tomorrow. Finishing a ride is always sad and it tends to affect our mood and if we’re honest, we really aren’t that keen on the piece of … More Saddlebag of Memories Madrid to Sète Day 17, Peyriac de Mer to Sète
Today felt very strange, as it felt as if we had really started the ride home and if we’re honest, we aren’t really ready for this little adventure to end. Of course, it can’t go on forever and the house-sitters leave on Sunday, so we can’t simply keep cycling, however tempting that may be! We … More Saddlebag of Memories Madrid to Sète. Day 16 Collioure to Peyriac de Mer
We’ve wanted to visit Collioure for many years, but we haven’t found a reason to come this way, until now. So building in a day off from the ride, in this pretty little place, seemed like a perfect way to do it. It’s hard to believe that we’re approaching mid-October as it’s glorious weather, with … More Saddlebag of Memories Madrid to Sète. Day 15 a day in Collioure
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