07.05.2011 -26 °C
Its the 7th of May.. The first real opportunity as there is now internet.. It`s been quite difficult for me since Dieppe, and leaving the ferry from Newhaven (By the way and for those that want to know it`s a 4 hour trip across and sixty miles in distance. Now that saved some miles of pedalling. Please don`t say that`s cheating)
It`s that gorgeous Normandie country side, with it`s rolling fields of green and yellow. The trees and the woods are so rich in thick green growth. Then there is myself the blot on the landscape as I wheeze and struggle and wend my way upwards hardly seeing the view, I`m just about hanging on to life itself. Myself my bags and the old gal have to reach the top, so that we can then crash downwards mile after mile.. Oh that is nice. I can now see the view, but be very careful there is danger of death.. How exciting is that.! Then the process begins again.. As I sit here now in this very lovely, lush, and clean Campsite in Boulancourt, South West of Paris, and reflect.. All I can say is I would not have missed it for the world.
Cycled Monday thru` Thursday which would be the 5th of May onwards. I camped, ate, and slept where I could. (not campsites) I`d start looking for a suitable crash site around 5pm just in case the first few choices were a bit naff, and yes some were. I`d cycled past proper campsites earlier but the timing was wrong... However this one yesterday whilst just starting to look leapt out in front of me, she was a beauty.. and and today it has proved to be just that... A stream with fish, ducks and Swans, overhanging boughs full of wildlife.. and yes the fish are a jumping..! all you`d ever wish for a back to nature manicured campsite. Mileage has been a bit bleak tho`. Did 60 once but it`s more like 50. Sorry Micheal.
Perhaps as the terrain will get less hilly, and perhaps I`ll get fitter .. Makes my 100 mile a day target look a bit unattainable.. I will get better, I mean I can`t do less, can I? - I`d be walking
Anyway … Tomorrow we are heading off to get really dirty and smelly, for who knows how many days, in the direction of Auxerre and Avallon, and again to sleeping in hedgerows.. that is for me and my old Gal.