Day 3 – Bonjour Motherfucker

Not enough sleep. Measly 4 hours on the floor. Tidy little breakfast, but again, not enough to supply my energy demands for the day. However it was a beautiful day and I was fuelled with excitement with the day ahead.

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We got off the boat and were buzzing. Even the most miserable boarder patrol worker in all of France seemed like a fun memory. As we started our journey, we were joined for the 1st 50 kilometers or so with the other cyclist dudes we met from last night, Guy and Jim. As the kilometers ticked by, we continued to chat shit with the guys and exchanging details about ourselves and out journeys. It was great getting to know about them whilst joking and pissing about. Myself and Guy both admitted to each other that we both consider ourselves to be Arctic explorers in the making and decided to start a ‘Polar Explorers Club’ or PEC for short because we are as strong as fuck. At one point we felt like they were giving us a guided tour of Normandy, as they were telling us about a World War II battle. We were at Pegasus bridge, in which British troops were holding of Nazi krouts until back up arrived from the English channel. The way they were talking about it made it easy for us to try and imagine the challenge of what they must have gone through.

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As we progressed south, we eventually parted ways from our cycling companions and Mieke’s bike had a couple of minor mechanical issues. Her chain was a bit slack and was bouncing off the chain ring. We managed to sort it, but it did mean that she has lost her easiest gears which would make hills a bit more challenging. Also her front and only brake was rubbing quite hard on the disc. It proved to be a little bit troublesome to fix as it was a different one to mine and was unfamiliar to me. after 15 minutes of fiddling with it, we were back to it.

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It was a sweltering 32C and we had started to get to the hills. We were still finding our french cycling rhythm. We had a much needed little break and stocked up on a few snack supplies. We were starting to get tired and on reflection the adrenaline had carried us through the earlier part of the day. It was a long day made slightly longer as we turned up to a different town that had the exact same road name. Fortunately it was only an additional 7km, but it was tough on us because we had already celebrated reaching our Air BnB for the night. Once we had eventually got there, our host Chantelle, was kind enough to make us some food and drink. We didn’t stay up long.

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Todays riding is brought to you by Capri SunIMG_2594

STATS THE WAY I LIKE IT

Today – 183.5kms, 1405m climbed, 0 punctures

Total – 430.7kms, 2794m, 0 punctures

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