We rode into a head wind today, again, but it wasn't as strong as yesterday.
Wind aside, it was a nice ride, usually following the banks of a river or quiet cycle tracks, until we hit France.
The last hour seemed to go on forever but at least we managed to cross the border into France and reach the 4th country on this trip.
My balls hurt.
My quads and thighs hurt too.
Sad to leave Belgium which completely surpassed any expectations I had - I now wish I could have spent more time there on this trip. I loved everything - the people all seemed very friendly, the architecture was so varied and interesting and the beers were the bees knees.
We've only reached 10 miles into France but the brilliant cycle paths that seemingly stretched non stop from Germany to Belgium look like they have fizzled out. Drivers attitudes have become a little less friendly and the roads have gone to shit. It's almost like being back in England. Almost.
We're now trying to work out the best way to get to Dieppe. The weather is looking windy and rainy. I'm not particularly keen on fighting those 2 elements for the next 2 days but we will see what happens.