A record of my cycling trips in Britain and abroad


Friday: The Alps beckon

Ok, I’m going to pause in the write-up of my Scotland trip so I can write about my trip to the alps as it happens - but I will finish off the Three Peaks story as soon as I’m back from the Alps, I promise!

bikes_on_the_roof_at_Dover.jpgI arrived in Oxford late last night, and met up with Si, Oli and Vince (Pete is going to join us out there). Packing the car and loading the bikes on took loner than expected - as always! - then it was dinner and off to bed. We awoke early this morning and drove to Dover to catch the 10.30 ferry. It was lovely and sunny, and we sat outside on the small deck; Oli’s late breakfast/brunch sandwich was rudely interrupted by an attacking seagull. We rolled off the ferry at Calais and the rest of the day was a fairly uneventful drive down the autoroute to near Dijon; highlights included Urban Hymns, Thriller and me spending about 4 hours trying to solve a rubik’s cube. We arrived, tired and somewhat hungry, to our planned campsite near Dijon, only to find it was already full. This, however, turned out to be a blessing - the few miles drive to the campsite in the next village took us through some of the prettiest countryside I’ve seen in france. The road climbed up, away from the autoroute, through a forest, and the flat wheat fields gave way to vineyards cladding the southern slopes. The campsite we found was situateed at the top of a village up a steep track, with views out over the village and the surroundings.

Tomorrow, some cycling!