I would be lying if I said the last few days have easy cycling, but they have been amazing, spectacular and exhausting all at the same time. This afternoon, we arrived in Zaragoza, after another beautiful ride through ever changing landscapes. We left Daroca just before 8, walking across the cobbles, as my nether-regions were … More Saddlebag of Memories Madrid to Sète. Day 6 Daroca to Zaragoza.
This morning, every bone in our body wanted to get on the bikes and start pedalling. But for once, we had been sensible. Having had to dismantle the bikes to transport them, we had been a little nervous that we may have to deal with a few problems, once they had been rebuilt. We also … More Saddlebag of Memories Madrid to Sète.. day 2. Exploring Madrid
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
At the risk of sounding like a broken record, this year has been far from what we imagined. As the night sky above the Arc de Triomphe was filled with the colour and sparkle of New Year’s Eve Fireworks, we were asleep, dreaming of a settled 2024, with a late spring cycle ride from Amsterdam, … More Espagne à Velo
It may sound strange, but both Andy and I are at our most relaxed when we’re active. Neither of us is any good at just sitting, or even driving from A to B, just to go and visit a site. We quickly get ants in our pants, and wish we were doing something else. So, … More The simple joy of a walk.
In so many ways, it’s been a mad few weeks and we will soon be starting on the chaos of the summer too. So we’ve thrown a bag of clothes in the car, loaded the bikes and have pottered across to the south west of France, for a couple of weeks of peace, quiet and … More Cycling in new places
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
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
I honestly thought we’d tried all possible options to get back to Provence, but it appears now that we may have found another route that is a bit bonkers, but seems (so far) to have been quite fun. This time we have incorporated a couple of market visits into the trip, which has not only … More Back to Provence…. Day 1… Exeter to Paris via Portobello Road Market
Vaucluse Dreamer 