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?
We had the most superb day off yesterday with our friends in the Marais Breton. They took us across the ancient tidal Causeway onto the Ile de Noirmoutier, which we hadn’t visited before. The Causeway is an incredible road that is only accessible for a couple of hours, either side of low tide, and is … More Day 5 From one Marais to another
Today started very early, with us being woken by the prehistoric screech of herons flying in to fish in the canal behind us. But we put our earplugs in, turned over and managed to doze a little longer, managing a lie-in until 6.30! We stretched ourselves out, after our first night under canvas, clambering out … More Day 4 We’ve crossed the Loire.. Blain to Bouin
After yesterday’s rainy ride, we enjoyed a hot shower and a picky tea in the lovely B&B we had booked in Montfort Sur Meu, falling into a deep sleep, which wasn’t even disturbed by the bells from the neighbouring church. We woke refreshed, and happy to see that the skies were simply overcast, rather than … More Day 3 … Tent up in the nick of time! Montfort Sur Meu to Blain
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
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
Sometimes a french lesson just hits the spot, and the latest ‘atelier’, organised by Marina, our lovely and very patient teacher and friend was about as good as a lesson can get We were introduced to Marina, who runs the french language school Ecole Franci Discendum, based in nearby Viens, by a neighbour, just after … More When french lessons are fun
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