"Can we have a rest day?"
We’ve only been riding for four days and already my cycling buddy has weakened. But I must admit it has been painful getting back into the saddle after a lazy winter in the UK. It is glorious to be cycling along the rural roads of south west France again – wonderful scenery, no cars and no potholes. But too many hills.
Summertime cycling has become a bit of an obsession recently. I have discovered a form of exercise that I can enjoy (especially going downhill) that doesn’t make my hips hurt. I don my lycra and padded shorts with pride and set off each morning to explore new routes.
This is Paul posing outside the town hall in Sauveterre.