Day Two – Pissing in the wind

Day Two – Pissing in the wind

Boy did it rain last night! And so loud too! We are so pleased with our tiny tent, we remained dry as a bone all night. Woke up this morning to drab weather and a pair of ducks sitting outside our tent, almost as if they’d been allocated to us during the night. Packed...
Day One – Double Chips

Day One – Double Chips

Woken by soothing harp music piped throughout the ferry at 06:20. I roll over and switch on the window, with its view of blue sky and blue sea. Sit in the bar with the many other cyclists, as instructed. We land/dock at 08:45. Due to maintenance work disembarkation...
Day 26 – Ants for breakfast

Day 26 – Ants for breakfast

Woke up early to yet another stupendous dawn chorus. I wandered off to the loo and when I returned I found Jackie sat outside the tent, Tupperware in hand. “My throat’s a bit sting-y” she said. “I ate some of last night’s pizza for...
Day 24 – The stone of initiative

Day 24 – The stone of initiative

Time to say goodbye to our lovely caravan. We wish we could stay longer, there’s something very calming about this tiny temporary home. Last big climb of the trip today and it really is a big one. The majority of today’s ascent is in one go. It’s a long slog but the...