I was fortunate enough to come across some dutch riders who were no slouches climbing despite the absence of hills at home.
Refreshments on the way and Salade aux Gesiers in a beautiful cafe.
Logging the miles, it was easy to allow yourself the odd slice of pepper saucissson.
Hill tops and ridges led to spectacular views. Having squeezed in a few long rides, the hills back in Sussex seem a lot smaller and much more easily overcome now. The advent of autumn in Sussex is now a cooler pleasure, riding in the rain along Rye harbour nature reserve spotting the curlews and avocets. Looking forward to wintry bacon butty rides across the levels with the club.
Alexander
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