{"id":1472,"date":"2026-06-03T20:19:00","date_gmt":"2026-06-03T20:19:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blazingsaddles.cactus.co.uk\/?p=1472"},"modified":"2026-06-03T20:31:21","modified_gmt":"2026-06-03T20:31:21","slug":"day-one-double-chips","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blazingsaddles.cactus.co.uk\/index.php\/2026\/06\/03\/day-one-double-chips\/","title":{"rendered":"Day One &#8211; Double Chips"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[et_pb_section fb_built=&#8221;1&#8243; _builder_version=&#8221;4.16&#8243; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;][et_pb_row _builder_version=&#8221;4.16&#8243; background_size=&#8221;initial&#8221; background_position=&#8221;top_left&#8221; background_repeat=&#8221;repeat&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;][et_pb_column type=&#8221;4_4&#8243; _builder_version=&#8221;4.16&#8243; custom_padding=&#8221;|||&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221; custom_padding__hover=&#8221;|||&#8221;][et_pb_text _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.6&#8243; background_size=&#8221;initial&#8221; background_position=&#8221;top_left&#8221; background_repeat=&#8221;repeat&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;]<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">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.<\/span><span class=\"s1\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Sit in the bar with the many other cyclists, as instructed. We land\/dock at 08:45. Due to maintenance work disembarkation takes longer than usual as cars are kept waiting while foot passengers walk through the car deck. Next off, people with pets. Apparently there is a whole section of pet-friendly cabins full of muzzled dogs. Who knew? Actually the pet owners, they knew. Then cars, caravans, buses, lorries, milk floats, hearses, tractors and anything else you can think of until finally at 09:10 the cyclists are allowed to leave the bar and head down to deck 3 for their bikes. We ride off along our own lane which peters out into nothing by the passport office and we have to try to force our way into two lanes of vehicles. Passport Woman\u2122\ufe0f leaves her booth to shout at us that we should interleave amongst the cars, one bike at a time. Sweet Jesus! This is going to take all day! Our fellow cyclists allow us to go straight to the front as we have to be at the train station just after 10:00 &#8211; what a lovely bunch they are. <\/span><span class=\"s1\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">We share a quick chocolate torsade outside the station, yum, first French pastry of the trip. On the platform we meet Stephen, an ex-marine from Ilminster who is taking the same train as us to Nantes, then cycling for 3 months until he gets to the Black Sea. We spend the journey talking about bike trips, marines, politics, and all sorts. Halfway we stop at Rennes for an hour and sit in glorious sunshine enjoying coffee and sugary brioche. First French coffee of the trip! At 2pm we arrive in Nantes. Stephen adds me to a WhatsApp group so I can follow his progress and then we part company. Jackie and I cycle into the town centre and stop for lunch. She has falafels and I have my first kebab of the trip, yum! We both have chips. <\/span><span class=\"s1\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Then south towards our first night\u2019s camping. After a mere mile or so we hit the first route barr\u00e9 and it feels like our ride to Montpellier all over again. Through Trentemoult where we have twice played in music festivals with The Ambling Band and a host of French fanfare bands. Eventually we leave the city and ride on through verdant countryside. Ah, this is the life. After 16 miles we stop to eat M&amp;Ms in a field. Only another 12 miles to go. It\u2019s fairly uneventful and more of the same green landscape. <\/span><span class=\"s1\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Arrive at the campsite and order two pressions (small draught beers). We pitch the tent in a cosy spot near a river, but not too close so we don\u2019t get midge-munched all night. <\/span><span class=\"s1\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">A very short ride into town brings us to the only foodery that\u2019s open on a Monday: A La Frite. Hmm, we had chips already with lunch. Oh well, no choice. The owner, Chip Man\u2122\ufe0f, sits with us for a short chat and he is charming. We gorge on fried food and head back to camp exhausted. We\u2019re in bed by 10pm. Then the rain starts\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p2\"><span class=\"s1\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Good things today:<\/span><span class=\"s1\"><\/span><\/p>\n<ul>\n<li class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Kind cyclists in the passport queue.<\/span><\/li>\n<li class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Stephen, our train companion.<\/span><\/li>\n<li class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">First pastry of the trip. <\/span><\/li>\n<li class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">First coffee.<\/span><\/li>\n<li class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">First kebab.<\/span><\/li>\n<li class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Beers at the campsite. <\/span><\/li>\n<li class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Seeing a grape picking tractor that has extending legs and long wavy arms, like a crazy robot on a rampage. <\/span><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>[\/et_pb_text][dmg_masonry_gallery _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.6&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; gallery=&#8221;1483,1485,1487,1484,1489,1486&#8243; hover_enabled=&#8221;0&#8243; sticky_enabled=&#8221;0&#8243;][\/dmg_masonry_gallery][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>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 takes longer than usual as cars are [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1480,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"video","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"on","_et_pb_old_content":"<!-- wp:paragraph -->\n<p>And we\u2019re off! Arrived in Portsmouth Sunday evening and took a short trip on a ferry, followed by a short ride to the Brittany ferries terminal where we queued in the evening sun and watched rain clouds looming on the horizon. Hmm, the super-hot sunny weather of the last week seems to have come to and end and it looks like our first week of two might be a bit wet. Ho hum. <\/p>\n<!-- \/wp:paragraph -->\n\n<!-- wp:paragraph -->\n<p>An elderly couple walk past looking confused. They had left the ten lane static queue of vehicles to find a loo and now they couldn't find their caravan. Mind you, there were a lot to choose from with little to distinguish them. <\/p>\n<!-- \/wp:paragraph -->\n\n<!-- wp:image {\"id\":100,\"sizeSlug\":\"large\",\"linkDestination\":\"none\"} -->\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img src=\"https:\/\/blazingsaddles.cactus.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/05\/IMG_5590-1024x769.jpeg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-100\"\/><\/figure>\n<!-- \/wp:image -->\n\n<!-- wp:paragraph -->\n<p>Cycling onto the ferry feels good, as it always does, there's a real sense of freedom when we're on our bikes. The staff stop the traffic to let us cycle on ahead, presumably to minimise the chances of us being squished under a poorly driven car\/caravan combo. The ferry is large and feels rather new. There's a false window in our generously sized cabin with a backlit picture of a window overlooking St Malo from the sea. <\/p>\n<!-- \/wp:paragraph -->\n\n<!-- wp:paragraph -->\n<p>Dinner on the ferry <\/p>\n<!-- \/wp:paragraph -->\n\n<!-- wp:paragraph -->\n<p><\/p>\n<!-- \/wp:paragraph -->","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1472","post","type-post","status-publish","format-video","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-nantes-to-biarritz-2026","post_format-post-format-video"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blazingsaddles.cactus.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1472","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blazingsaddles.cactus.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blazingsaddles.cactus.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blazingsaddles.cactus.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blazingsaddles.cactus.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1472"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/blazingsaddles.cactus.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1472\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1492,"href":"https:\/\/blazingsaddles.cactus.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1472\/revisions\/1492"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blazingsaddles.cactus.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1480"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blazingsaddles.cactus.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1472"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blazingsaddles.cactus.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1472"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blazingsaddles.cactus.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1472"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}