June 2017


The Finish Line

We gave ourselves eight days to get from Figeac to Paris. A mere eight days. And while it was just an arbitrary deadline in some ways, we felt that it was important to stick to our plan. I was scheduled to fly from Paris to Toronto on June 29th and we had a few things […]

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The Beginning of The End

This is the last stretch. The last real leg of this bike tour involves a planned eight-day ride north on the bikes to bring us into Paris, a place where we will officially end the trip together. Ray and I will fly to Ontario on June 29th; Bronwyn returns to the U.K. to spend some […]

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Dog Days of the Mediterranean

After a week of touring through the Dordogne, it was time for a break off the bikes and a visit to the south to join the parents and the pooch. We had organized with Suzanne to leave our bikes with her because bikes (contrary to popular belief) are not allowed on trains in the southeast […]

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A Pilgrimage of Sorts…

If you’ve been following this story from the beginning, you’ll recall that we’ve done some stints off of the bikes to rest and recuperate. One of those breaks, you’ll remember, took place during a month in Indonesia. And a good stretch of that time was spent chilling out by the pool on the incomparable Gili […]

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A Cycle Through Time: The Dordogne Valley

We had been looking forward to the Dordgone since the beginning of the trip. Acclaimed for it’s stunning scenery, quaint riverside villages and Medieval castles, we knew we would need to spend a bit more time here than just passing through on the bicycles would allow. So we gave ourselves a week to really see […]

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Terre et Toi: Adventures in Mud

Upon leaving the orchard on the estuary, we had planned on giving ourselves two days to make the 100 kilometre journey to our next wwoofing stop. Annie had been monitoring the weather on our behalf and we knew there was going to be a storm coming through; we just didn’t know if we would be […]

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The Orchard on the Estuary

A mostly peaceful (and sometimes painful) ride delivered us at long last to Saint-Bonnet-sur-Gironde, a small town just north of the orchard we were scheduled to make as our second WWOOFing stop in France. We sent a text message to our host Annie when had a sense of how long it was going to take […]

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