After watching a celebratory fundraising cycle video at a charity do, my good friend Will Jessup and I insisted on going a step further and cycling from Newquay to our surf camp in Somo,, surfing along the way. I hadn’t actually ridden a road bike before and had a couple of months to get sorted, so here’s how it went: We started the trip by hatching plans and planning routes on the Plymouth to Roscoff ferry with the support vehicle team headed by Will’s Father, known to old school Newquay folk as Crazy Nick. A loose arrangement to meet at Carnac in two days time was made and we hit the road. Despite picking up the wrong map, in which France was the size of a piece of A4 paper, the first day was a cruise.

Despite picking up the wrong map, in which France was the size of a piece of A4 paper, the first day was a cruise. Brittany is like Cornwall but less hilly. After smashing it through France and assuming Somo was around the corner, we felt it was time to celebrate and taste the local delicacies. The Art Of Choosing Iyengar Pdf Viewer. Several hours of gluttony made. X-Ride Somo is a helmet of ski and snowboard terrain of Uvex. Comfortable and very light, it has many settings to adjust it at best and easy. Optimal protection for reduced weight and a price. More details. On sale 40,17 €. Shop price: 80,17 €. Choisissez the size: 53/54. Quantity: Livraison sous 48h. Citation: SOMO.

Brittany is like Cornwall but less hilly, so we put in a good effort til around 6pm, then befriended a friendly landlord and spent our first night on the road in a pub garden. Day 2 we arrived into Carnac earlier than expected, yet no sign of the support vehicle/surfboards. Turns out he decided to go to Les Sables, two days cycle away. Cool town and the setup looked good but there were no waves anyway. The next two days were cycled in a very unorthodox and unadvisable way, after coffee in Vannes, the most beautiful old cobbled French town I’ve ever seen, we had some KM’s to crush so decided to stick to the main roads and do 3 stints of 40km per day. It was actually quite exciting absolutely smashing it on a bicycle on a French motorway and good for concentration / the mind, but not exactly in the spirit of a cycle tour.

We arrived into Les Sables, yet no sign of the support vehicle as they had decided to go to San Sebastian. Our one pair of underwear each and patience was wearing thin so we made a firm plan to meet in Mimizan in two days time. The following days opened our eyes to how many beautiful cities-on-the-sea there are in this part of France. La Rochelle is massive and breathtaking at sunset and sunrise, Rochefort and Royan are also very nice places with that full Brighton’esque vibe. The latter being our entrance into what I would be called SW France and where we met the third Amigo, a chain-smoking unfazed by anything hero called George who had ridden from Holland on a £70 bike with £20 pannier stacked as high as himself. He was heading for Malaga via Lisbon (check that on the map).