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This (with the addition of salted caramel spread, obviously) was the perfect cyclist’s breakfast, thanks to Isabelle’s early morning foray to the man in the village who dishes out crêpes from his roulotte. Fully fuelled, we positively flew away from Damgan, although Guillaume and I had the first of several contretemps when I diverted from…

It has been another glorious day of cycling – thanks in large part to the feat of engineering that is the V3 cycle path, which flattened the lumpy Breton terrain and carried us all the way from Plöermel to Questembert on smooth tarmac. We rode along avenues of trees alive with birdsong… … or through…

Before I get on to today, it would be remiss not to mention our gourmet fare last night: Landujan is a modest hamlet of a few dozen (largely invisible) souls, and, somewhat inevitably, its only shop/newsagent/boulangerie/bar/restaurant was closed on Thursdays. However, as luck would have it, an enterprising citizen had installed a vending machine which…

Here’s my domestique looking a sight for sore eyes as our slow boat to St Malo was preparing to dock this morning. His startled expression may have something to do with Brittany Ferries’ uncompromising wake up methods: an eruption of static-distorted Celtic violin music, delivered at top volume to the speaker in our cabin. There…

We’re finally underway! Jon will ride with me as far as Nantes, stopping with a friend on the way at Damgan, then I’ll continue on my own to stay with friends near Bazens, in the Lot et Garonne. From there, I’ll ride northeast to Lyon and get the train to Geneva to stay with other…

What are you up to this time? I hear you say… The inspiration for this tour was somewhat simpler than for Land’s End to John O’Groats. In a nutshell, I loved the Lejog experience and wanted more of it, so decided to embark on a pedal-powered meander around France to visit friends. The eagle-eyed amongst…

… time for a new adventure. And this is the outline plan: Grand départ: Fleet, Wednesday 27 April.