Day 7 Rest Day

May 13th, 2011

Day 7 – Sunday 8 may 2011

It was a drizzly start to the day. We had ridden 15 kms when we spotted a Decathlon. We had been trying to find a cycle shop for ages as Mike wants some front panniers to redistribute the weight on the bike a bit. The only problem was it was Sunday and Decathlon was shut. poo.

As it was threatening rain we decided to call it a day and we booked into a hotel near decathlon. This way we could sit out the rain and visit decathlon in the morning. Typical – as soon as we checked in to the hotel the sun came out and it was a glorious day. To top things off – Decathlon didn’t have the panniers we wanted. But we did have free internet – so we caught up on some mail and some blogs.

French Frogs!

May 9th, 2011

Day 5 – Briocquevill-Sur-Mer to Genets (click to view days route in new page)

I was woken in the night by someone or something trying to get into our tent.

“WTF is that” I whispered to Mike.

“Snore” replied Mike.

“Seriously – wake up, there is something trying to get into our tent”

Mike rolls over and continues to snore.

I turned around and there was a giant frog sliming up the side of our tent. gross! and it wasn’t just a little pond frog, it was gigantic – larger than a small bunny.

“Mike – It’s a giant frog – get it off, get it off”.

“Snore” replied Mike.

I had to flick it a few times to get it off when finally it fell to the ground with a thud. So gross, now our tent is covered in frog slime. I couldn’t sleep in fear of it sliming all our belongings that lay outside the tent.

Apart from the frog episode the day was pretty much the same as the others. There were a few more hills which I managed to cycle up today. I have started treating the hills as a bit of a challenge and as a result I am starting to enjoy them.

View of Mont Saint Michel

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We decided to camp after only 30kms. No point in pushing it is there?

It seems the worse the campground facilities, the more expensive they are. This is the most expensive campsite yet and the facilities are hideous. At 17 euros (NZD $35) per night I would expect better that this.

toilets

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At least they had toilet paper – but you had to grab some before you went in.

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And the grotty outdoor sinks.

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Thunder and Lightning, Very Very Frightening.

May 8th, 2011

Day 4 Gouville-sur-Mer to Briocquevill-Sur-Mer (click the link to view the route in a new page)

Another awesome day of cycling. It really doesn’t get much better than this. It was warm, and the quiet country lanes a pleasure to cycle through.

We did a detour down to the beach and prepared a ham baguette we bought earlier on.

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We found another nice campsite right on the beach. The only problem was it kept threatening rain while we were cooking tea. We hadn’t seen any shops so we had to resort to emergency rations of tuna and rice.

There was a storm overnight. Scary thunder and lightning and heavy rain, so we snuggled down under our sleeping bags and hoped the tent wouldnt leak.

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44c Beer

May 8th, 2011

Day 3 Denneville to Gouville-sur-Mer (click link to view route in new page)

Our usual routine is to get up around 9am, Mike makes a cup of tea, I complain the water tastes funny, so he makes another one out of our bottled water. Then we have a big bowl of cereal with fruit, pack up our tent and stuff and be on the road by about 11am. It’s a perfect lazy way to start the day.

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On the road the first priority is to pick up a baguette for lunch and a couple of pastries for afternoon munchies, and either some ham or cheese.

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The trick is to get to the shops either before 12 or after 2pm as they shutdown for lunch.

We had another stunning day of flat riding.

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At 2pm, after 35kms I decided I had enough. We found a perfect campground right beside the beach. The weather was deliciously warm. It was nice to thaw out after the previous freezing cold days. We grabbed our e-readers and sat on the beach reading for the afternoon and drinking beer we bought for 44c.

We cooked a delicious bacon and mushroom pasta for dinner, served with crusty bread.

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We finished the day watching the sun set over the atlantic while sipping our 44c beer.

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Pepe Le Pieux

May 6th, 2011

Day 2 Le Rozel to LePieux to Denneville (click link to view route in new page)

The day started with a big arsed hill. I moaned and cursed as I pushed my bike up thinking “I’m not sure I wanna do this any more, it’s just too much effort”. As I approahced Mike who was waiting for me at the top, he said ” Look, we have a nice downhill run now, doesn’t that make it worth it”

And he was right. If this is the reward for the uphill slog then it’s definitely worth it. 2 km of sheer downhill bliss, no peddling, wind in our faeces, not a care in the world.

Until the road ended.

“That bloody GPS is a piece of shit”, I exclaimed

“oops, sorry” said Mike.

So we pushed our bikes back up and continued on in silence.

The rest of the day was perfect cycling along quiet country lanes and quaint villages. After only 30kms (yeah my arse was hurting) we decided to stop for the night. We staked out the campground and decided we would be happy to camp here. Then someone had a bright idea to try the next campsite as it was more likely to have a bar and internet.

We cycled 3 kms to the next campsite only to find it was 5 euros more expensive ,they didnt have internet, the bar was closed and they had no toilet seats! We decided to backtrack 3 kms for toilet seats.

For dinner we cooked cajun pork, fried rice and mushrooms.

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Poole – Cherbourg – Le Rozel

May 6th, 2011

Day 1 in France Cherbourg to Le Rozel

We caught the ferry from Poole to Cherbourg. It was a rough crossing and I was glad I took some kwells and people were vomiting all around us.

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Mikes GPS got us out of cherbourg via a big hill which we ended up pushing our bikes up. There were lots of hills coming out of cherbourg and busy narrow roads with large trucks. We turned off and headed for the beach on the quieter roads.

We stopped at a small town but their campsite was a bit dodgy so we decided not to stay there. We headed on another 10 kms and stayed the night at Le Grand Large camping ground. I was really impressed with Mikes ability to ask for things in French, and it was hilarious when they reply to him in French and he can’t understand a thing!

We camped right beside the beach. Huge beaches with lots of sand. too cold here for swimming though – in fact too cold to even stay up and watch the sun set so we seeked the shelther of our tiny tent.

There was not shop or restaurant at the camping ground so luckily we had packed some stuff. We cooked a meal of brown rice and sweet chilli tuna. We forgot to pack plates so we scoffed it out of our sieve! We ate our cereal out of our mugs.

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Mikes blog and route

The Wheels Are in Motion

May 2nd, 2011

Day one – Bournemouth to Poole – 10kms

We miraculously condensed all of our stuff into four panniers.

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Here are our bikes all loaded up

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The yellow panniers contain the camping gear. One of the red ones has my clothes and the other red one has Mikes.

We cycled to Poole as a test ride.

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The bikes, Mike and I checked into a hotel in Poole as we have an early ferry crossing to France in the morning.

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Self Portrait

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As Mum predicted – the weeks of sunny weather have decided to stop for our bike ride.

Click the link below for mikes blog and a map of our route so far

mikes blog and route so far

Trial Ride

April 27th, 2011

Our first trial trip was an agonising 55kms – and this was without loaded panniers! How we are going to cope with 6000kms we are not sure.

We did a round trip from Bournemouth to Corfe castle and back to Bournemouth via the Sandbanks ferry and along Bournemouth beach.

We tried out our gopro headcam and got a lot of strange looks from the Bournemouth folk. Might be best to subtlely strap it to the handlebars or something.

We took photos every 5 seconds then uploaded some of the pics to youtube using their free stupeflix app.

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How to Pack Light for a Cycle Tour

April 26th, 2011

Part One – The Electrical Items.

1. Ensure your name is neither Mike or Jo.

If your name is Mike or Jo then do the following:

2. Lay out all your gear in an organised manner.

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3. Discard all cameras which require interchangable lenses (leaving our dslrs in NZ was a good call)

4. Out of the remaining 10 cameras pick your favourite two. (That’s two each right?)

5. Replace two laptops with a netbook

6. Replace books with e-readers (and complementary e-reader holder from airnz)

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7. Replace maps with a garmin edge

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Stay Tuned for Part Two – The Camping Gear

Day One of our Holidays

April 15th, 2011

It’s airport day. Our car broke down. Why does this always happen on airport day?

Halfway over the hill we overtook a clapped out campervan when our car stopped. I’m blaming Mike for not getting it serviced and for his views on speed limiting cars to 100km/hr. Dora obviously took offence (not that she can do more that 100 km/hr anyway but probably just a car alliance thing)

We managed to get Dora going again and crawled the rest of the trip behind the smelly old camper. We have Lord of the Rings to thank for this.

We decided to catch the bus from Thames ‘cos nobody likes to do the airport run. Dad dropped us off after putting our car into storage. (Thanks Dad!)

The bus was chocker full of BO ridden people and there were no seats left for us. With a bit of a defrag we managed to free up some space so we could sit together.

Mike read his book:

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We had to wait for a change of bus at Manukau. Manukau is a multicultural experience. It’s like all the foreigners fly into Auckland and don’t get any further than Manukau before deciding to settle there.

Overall the public bus experience wasn’t too bad and we got to sightsee all the nice suburbs of South Auckland. The only downside is getting to the airport 8 hours early. Oh well – guess we will just have to sit in the Koru club and drink free beer.

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