There are two rivers called the “Loire/Loir” in France: there’s the main “La Loire” (female) and the more minor “Le Loir” (male). Le Loir is a tributary of La Loire. La Loire is the one everyone has heard of; this…
There are two rivers called the “Loire/Loir” in France: there’s the main “La Loire” (female) and the more minor “Le Loir” (male). Le Loir is a tributary of La Loire. La Loire is the one everyone has heard of; this…
Our first main target is the Marais Poitevin, ~30m/50km inland from La Rochelle halfway down the French west coast, where we have friends living. It would be a trip of ~330m/550km trip from Neufchâtel-en-Bray which, though perfectly possible dragging Guillaume,…
You’d be forgiven for thinking that I’m a novice at this travelling game. Preparations seemed to be going well. Two days before our departure I went a fetched Guillaume and gave him his traditional pre-departure bath. I was obviously keen…
Our last day in the New Forest and it was a wonderful start: yet more clear blue skies and little in the way of wind. Our legs had recuperated and our bike wheels were hopefully now protected against any further…
Or was it “In Like Flint”? How time dulls the memory. [Ed: And alcohol!] Anyway, yesterday something like a flint went into my bicycle tyre. So, today it was in with flint protection. Cycling may be great fun in our…
At first glance, cyclist appear to have been well catered for in the New Forest. Choosing my words carefully, there are quite a few purpose made cycle tracks around various areas of the National Park. For casual cycling round and…
Perfect Day’s do not come much more perfect than this. There hasn’t been even a hint of a cloud in the sky from dawn ‘til dusk and the unbroken sunshine has not been accompanied by any chill wind. In fact,…
With a another fine day in the offing, this one with only a very light breeze, things were looking good for a bicycle trip. Yesterday, after our visit to friends, we called in at Beaulieu, home of the National Motor…
Today was the first day of spring and, unusually, our luck seems to be holding weather-wise; we had another day of beautiful blue skies. I can only hope that this trend will continue for the rest of spring. [Ed: Dream…
It had been a cold, frosty night but a day of good weather was in prospect, if the forecasters were to be believed. Certainly the morning had dawned cold and clear and we set off on foot to a place…
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