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?
Andy’s idea of changing our route to have a day off in Rochefort didn’t really appeal to begin with. It was always a place that we had passed on the motorway, whilst on our way to the Ile D’Oleron, and I just had memories of a big bridge and unattractive outskirts, which didn’t put it … More Day 8 Looks like rain
After yesterday’s ride into a brutal headwind, we were absolutely exhausted and were snuggled into the tent, ready for bed by 9. It was quiet on the site, and we thought most of the vans and tents were ‘garage morts’, with their owners just not there for the night. We were wrong, but were so … More Day 7 – What no coffee?
Last night’s camp site was rather lovely, until the moment we snuggled onto the airbeds, ready for bed, at the ungodly hour of 9.30pm. it was at that moment that the unmistakeable strains of Boney M’s classic Ra Ra Rasputin started from somewhere nearby. It became slightly more bizarre, when a dear friend (I’m mentioning … More Day 6. Who ordered the headwind?
Last night’s camp site was rather lovely, until the moment we snuggled onto the airbeds, ready for bed, at the ungodly hour of 9.30pm. it was at that moment that the unmistakeable strains of Boney M’s classic Ra Ra Rasputin started from somewhere nearby. It became slightly more bizarre, when a dear friend (I’m mentioning … More Day 6. Who ordered the headwind?
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
As I start typing this we are on the ferry, starting to head out of Portsmouth, on our way to Saint Malo. But if we’re honest, there were times today, when we thought this trip would be over before we really turned a pedal. We’ve planned this for months now, and one of the most … More Day 1 – What! no train?
I remember my mum saying that the older you get, the faster time goes and as a teenager, I just thought she was exaggerating. But, she was spot on. I started writing this post, this morning, (6am) having just had a chat with our youngest, as he has headed off to work. I was amazed, … More Three weeks to go … But who’s counting?
Last year, when the route for this year’s Tour de France was unveiled, we knew that on 22nd July, we would be somewhere on Mont Ventoux, and everything else in life would just have to work around it. Both Andy and I have been lucky enough to watch the riders on the fabled Giant of … More The Tour de France on Mont Ventoux . What an incredible day
It’s hard to believe that we’ve rolled into yet another year, and once again it’s been a very gentle start for us. Our youngest son stayed over Christmas and we spent a delightful time together, watching the rugby at Toulon And having a final night together in Antibes, before dropping him back at the airport … More Beautiful Sunrise Adventures for the New Year
Postcards from Provence and beyond 