Running, Cycle Touring and Roaming with Simple Living and Slow Travel
Look! I think, I think that could be blue sky! It’s not raining! And look…look…I think that could be a glimmer of sunshine!! We left Dunkerque in rain, but arrived in merry ol’ England with almost, almost sunshine! We found our way to the ferry terminal in Dunkerque and proceeded through passport control. While Steve... Continue Reading →
When we looked out the window this morning, we saw grey skies and wind, lots of wind. “We wouldn’t like the look of that if we were on the bikes,” I commented to Steve. It turns out the new shoes were well timed because it rained when we arrived in St. Quentin last night and... Continue Reading →
Just a short blog post today, because nothing I have to say today is of any importance, given the events overnight. However, I will mention just a couple of ordinary, mundane things that happened, just to show that the ordinary and mundane can stare down attempts at fear and terror and the ordinary, the mundane,... Continue Reading →
Walking out in daylight this morning, gave us our first real glimpse of the town of Modane, where we’d stayed last night. What a lovely little town, sitting in the Alps and high above, looking down on the main street, were the mountains with their snow-capped peaks. Beautiful. The air was mountain air too! It... Continue Reading →
Y’know when you have a destination in mind and you look at maps and you type that place into the GPS, and y’know how the GPS says to turn left and turn right and y’know when it tells you to turn right, sometimes the road is blocked and you can’t go that way, well then... Continue Reading →
Breakfast, sitting at a table, how delightfully civilised! What a lovely reminder of home. I enjoyed my final moments of homely comforts in our little apartment in Lille, before we packed the bikes and prepared to move on again. Off we went, for the blustery and chilly pedal into the city centre, to a different... Continue Reading →
Today I was reacquainted with an old foe, that wily, wascally French wind! How did it know I was back in town!? Oh, it's you again, I thought, I remember you, oh yes, how I remember you!!! We had a very luxurious start to the day, with a leisurely breakfast and a morning cuppa while... Continue Reading →
Moving on, moving on, moving on again. We prepared to leave our friendly hotel in Menin and as we did, we had a nice chat to the proprietor. He asked about our trip and we told him about our journey so far. When we said we’d been to Spain, he said he had lived in... Continue Reading →
Today was the day we boarded the ferry in Ouistreham for the channel crossing to Portsmouth, England. We arrived nice and early, parked the bikes alongside the cars and then roamed the boat to find a good possie for the crossing. We nabbed a prime location on a comfy seat in a corner by the... Continue Reading →
Well, our Paris life came to an end today as we set off pedalling for the train station to journey back up to Normandy where the ferry leaves for the UK. We arrived at the train station nice and early and sat ourselves in view of the departure screens. We knew we had to get... Continue Reading →
Run. Ride. Roam. 