Carcassonne to the South Coast: where the wild things camp
We began the day with a slight sat nav fart that needlessly took us up a massive hill to the medieval city of Carcassonne, around it briefly, then back down […]
We began the day with a slight sat nav fart that needlessly took us up a massive hill to the medieval city of Carcassonne, around it briefly, then back down […]
Still full after our cassoulet the previous night and feeling good after our day off, our next day was scheduled to be another long one aiming to complete 65 miles […]
Every day of cycling brings its own little challenge, whether it’s a particularly long or steep incline, a sat nav malfunction, a sore bum, painful legs, or trouble finding food […]
On Monday morning we were rudely awakened at 6:30am to the sound of people banging around and generally being very noisy- there were loads of workmen milling around the abattoir […]
The Canal de la Garonne is no Leeds-Liverpool canal. For a start, it’s much, much wider, far more beautiful and immaculately well-kept. When I say this, I mean no offence […]
Well rested, we set off early doors from our cheapy cheap campsite, heading south along the route of the La Garonne river which flows through Bordeaux and Toulouse, where we […]