The return of the prodigal son
Day 95, Nouan Le Fuzelier, 7.920 km It took me 3 months, braving almost 8,000 km of roads and paths across 10 countries, overcoming the scorching heat, freezing cold, rain, snow and wind, escaping mosquitoes, geese and hedgehogs, eat kilos of rice, chocolate and dried fruits, to finally arrive home … Some of you willLire la suite « The return of the prodigal son »
Bike overboard!!
Day 92, Rouen, 7.592 km A new initiation for Jay and Bob in the last days: we went to see the sea! To be fair, we are talking about the North Sea, I did not dare to go for a dip either, but it is still the sea! And on top of things, under theLire la suite « Bike overboard!! »
He lives north, way up north
Day 89, Brussels, 7.139 km I had been warned: « well, the North in October, that’s going be tough… ». Since I’m a little stubborn (I wonder who I got this from), I found a lot of excuses to go anyway (if I wanted to see everyone, I didn’t really have a choice, better October than January,Lire la suite « He lives north, way up north »
Back to the roots
Day 83, Frankfurt, 6.597 km 8 days. An eternity. An 8 days break (I am not counting the trip to Strasbourg, I had no luggage and no mountains to climb to justify it), 8 days without biking. In one go, almost as many days off as in the previous month and a half, and ILire la suite « Back to the roots »
The longest day
Day 73, Barr, 6.084 km It flashed through my mind as I was planning my trip between Beaune and Barr: “What if …”. Then it went away quickly and I didn’t think about it anymore. And on the road to Besançon it came back: “What if I did it in one day …”. And theLire la suite « The longest day »
Autumn Break
Day 68, Beaune, 5.728 km Change of pace since the last article: I’ve spent more time eating and drinking than riding my bike during the past week. Some memorable moments anyway: part of journey at night, the 4 passes of the Chartreuse massif, the departure from La Féclaz under the storm, or the “Chemin desLire la suite « Autumn Break »
Never say never
Day 60, Lyon, 5.228 km It’s over, my pneumatic immunity is gone… The question often came up during conversations on the road: “What about incidents? – I was really lucky so far, just a spoke to change and some worn brake pads – Not a single flat tire? – Not one !” When I arriveLire la suite « Never say never »
Les jolies colonies de vacances, … (song from Pierre Perret)
For these who are not 100% familiar with French music, this might help understand the title: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oeCM3V2lqfw Day 54, Clermont, 4.947 km July 1997, a small village lost in the heart of the Ardèche region, France. Little Pierre is torn between contradictory feelings: on one hand, he will have to live without his mother forLire la suite « Les jolies colonies de vacances, … (song from Pierre Perret) »
Sweet France
Day 51, Valence, 4.641 km No offense to my Berlin, Vienna and Rolle friends (and hosts), France has a little something that the countries I have just crossed do not have: it is (very) densely populated with family members, friends, friends of family members, friends of friends, etc … which makes its crossing much livelier!Lire la suite « Sweet France »
Winter is coming!
Day 48, Rolle, 4.302 km It seems that winter is coming (scientists agree that it begins around December 21, let’s see if it’s like that this year again…) and the last days have shown me that I was clearly not equipped for it… Cycling in the rain, all right, but in the snow, not allLire la suite « Winter is coming! »
Chargement en cours…
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