Day 8 should have been an ‘easier’ day, 82km from St Flour to Mende but dramatic weather put paid to that. Morning of hideous headwind made me lose my sense of humour then thunder, lightning and torrential rain in the forest. Now watching the tour de France trying to take my mind off it
Day 8 should have been an ‘easier’ day, 82km from St Flour to Mende but dramatic weather put paid to that. Morning of hideous headwind made me lose my sense of humour then thunder, lightning and torrential rain in the forest. Now watching the tour de France trying to take my mind off it
Day 8 should have been an ‘easier’ day, 82km from St Flour to Mende but dramatic weather put paid to that. Morning of hideous headwind made me lose my sense of humour then thunder, lightning and torrential rain in the forest. Now watching the tour de France trying to take my mind off it
Day 8 should have been an ‘easier’ day, 82km from St Flour to Mende but dramatic weather put paid to that. Morning of hideous headwind made me lose my sense of humour then thunder, lightning and torrential rain in the forest. Now watching the tour de France trying to take my mind off it
Day 7 of end to end France, halfway! 107km Mont Dore to Saint Flour. Up and over a col straight out the door and a few more before lunch. Mega hard but so beautiful the countryside. Felt quite emosh on completing today a lot of steep ascents. Stayin in a old seminary. Frenchest thing ever, a cage in the shape of a cork full of corks!
Day 7 of end to end France, halfway! 107km Mont Dore to Saint Flour. Up and over a col straight out the door and a few more before lunch. Mega hard but so beautiful the countryside. Felt quite emosh on completing today a lot of steep ascents. Stayin in a old seminary. Frenchest thing ever, a cage in the shape of a cork full of corks!
Day 7 of end to end France, halfway! 107km Mont Dore to Saint Flour. Up and over a col straight out the door and a few more before lunch. Mega hard but so beautiful the countryside. Felt quite emosh on completing today a lot of steep ascents. Stayin in a old seminary. Frenchest thing ever, a cage in the shape of a cork full of corks!
Day 7 of end to end France, halfway! 107km Mont Dore to Saint Flour. Up and over a col straight out the door and a few more before lunch. Mega hard but so beautiful the countryside. Felt quite emosh on completing today a lot of steep ascents. Stayin in a old seminary. Frenchest thing ever, a cage in the shape of a cork full of corks!
Day 7 of end to end France, halfway! 107km Mont Dore to Saint Flour. Up and over a col straight out the door and a few more before lunch. Mega hard but so beautiful the countryside. Felt quite emosh on completing today a lot of steep ascents. Stayin in a old seminary. Frenchest thing ever, a cage in the shape of a cork full of corks!
Day 10 and I’m feeling stronger. Amazing day pedalling through high gorges, past goats, past 1000km on this trip. Mont Ventoux brooding on the horizon. We hope to climb the Mount Fuji of cycling tomorrow but the Mistral is blowing so it might not be safe. Staying in lovely medieval hilltop town Vaison La Romaine
Day 10 and I’m feeling stronger. Amazing day pedalling through high gorges, past goats, past 1000km on this trip. Mont Ventoux brooding on the horizon. We hope to climb the Mount Fuji of cycling tomorrow but the Mistral is blowing so it might not be safe. Staying in lovely medieval hilltop town Vaison La Romaine
Day 10 and I’m feeling stronger. Amazing day pedalling through high gorges, past goats, past 1000km on this trip. Mont Ventoux brooding on the horizon. We hope to climb the Mount Fuji of cycling tomorrow but the Mistral is blowing so it might not be safe. Staying in lovely medieval hilltop town Vaison La Romaine
Day 10 and I’m feeling stronger. Amazing day pedalling through high gorges, past goats, past 1000km on this trip. Mont Ventoux brooding on the horizon. We hope to climb the Mount Fuji of cycling tomorrow but the Mistral is blowing so it might not be safe. Staying in lovely medieval hilltop town Vaison La Romaine
Day 10 and I’m feeling stronger. Amazing day pedalling through high gorges, past goats, past 1000km on this trip. Mont Ventoux brooding on the horizon. We hope to climb the Mount Fuji of cycling tomorrow but the Mistral is blowing so it might not be safe. Staying in lovely medieval hilltop town Vaison La Romaine
Day 10 and I’m feeling stronger. Amazing day pedalling through high gorges, past goats, past 1000km on this trip. Mont Ventoux brooding on the horizon. We hope to climb the Mount Fuji of cycling tomorrow but the Mistral is blowing so it might not be safe. Staying in lovely medieval hilltop town Vaison La Romaine
Day 10 and I’m feeling stronger. Amazing day pedalling through high gorges, past goats, past 1000km on this trip. Mont Ventoux brooding on the horizon. We hope to climb the Mount Fuji of cycling tomorrow but the Mistral is blowing so it might not be safe. Staying in lovely medieval hilltop town Vaison La Romaine
Fabulous day on the bike today, day 9 Mende to Grospierres 107 km. long gentle climbs, endless descents. Most surprising we crossed from Atlantic to Mediterranean France and almost immediately you are in a different country of Cicadas, vineyards and cypress trees. My only regret I went for comfort on my bike so adapted Phil’s old mtb. It weighs twice as much as fellow rider Christine’s carbon road bike. Their must be a middle ground.
Fabulous day on the bike today, day 9 Mende to Grospierres 107 km. long gentle climbs, endless descents. Most surprising we crossed from Atlantic to Mediterranean France and almost immediately you are in a different country of Cicadas, vineyards and cypress trees. My only regret I went for comfort on my bike so adapted Phil’s old mtb. It weighs twice as much as fellow rider Christine’s carbon road bike. Their must be a middle ground.
Fabulous day on the bike today, day 9 Mende to Grospierres 107 km. long gentle climbs, endless descents. Most surprising we crossed from Atlantic to Mediterranean France and almost immediately you are in a different country of Cicadas, vineyards and cypress trees. My only regret I went for comfort on my bike so adapted Phil’s old mtb. It weighs twice as much as fellow rider Christine’s carbon road bike. Their must be a middle ground.
Fabulous day on the bike today, day 9 Mende to Grospierres 107 km. long gentle climbs, endless descents. Most surprising we crossed from Atlantic to Mediterranean France and almost immediately you are in a different country of Cicadas, vineyards and cypress trees. My only regret I went for comfort on my bike so adapted Phil’s old mtb. It weighs twice as much as fellow rider Christine’s carbon road bike. Their must be a middle ground.
Fabulous day on the bike today, day 9 Mende to Grospierres 107 km. long gentle climbs, endless descents. Most surprising we crossed from Atlantic to Mediterranean France and almost immediately you are in a different country of Cicadas, vineyards and cypress trees. My only regret I went for comfort on my bike so adapted Phil’s old mtb. It weighs twice as much as fellow rider Christine’s carbon road bike. Their must be a middle ground.
Fabulous day on the bike today, day 9 Mende to Grospierres 107 km. long gentle climbs, endless descents. Most surprising we crossed from Atlantic to Mediterranean France and almost immediately you are in a different country of Cicadas, vineyards and cypress trees. My only regret I went for comfort on my bike so adapted Phil’s old mtb. It weighs twice as much as fellow rider Christine’s carbon road bike. Their must be a middle ground.
Fabulous day on the bike today, day 9 Mende to Grospierres 107 km. long gentle climbs, endless descents. Most surprising we crossed from Atlantic to Mediterranean France and almost immediately you are in a different country of Cicadas, vineyards and cypress trees. My only regret I went for comfort on my bike so adapted Phil’s old mtb. It weighs twice as much as fellow rider Christine’s carbon road bike. Their must be a middle ground.
Fabulous day on the bike today, day 9 Mende to Grospierres 107 km. long gentle climbs, endless descents. Most surprising we crossed from Atlantic to Mediterranean France and almost immediately you are in a different country of Cicadas, vineyards and cypress trees. My only regret I went for comfort on my bike so adapted Phil’s old mtb. It weighs twice as much as fellow rider Christine’s carbon road bike. Their must be a middle ground.
