By the village shop is a small park....
We called past a pottery, but no-one came to talk when we called, except the guard dog.....
My strategy? Bottom gear, watch the cadence on the cycle computer and synchronize breathing and pedalling. I only walked two short sharp sections during the whole ride.
It was breathtaking to be up in and on the hills again and I was quite proud to find that the promised ride of just under 40 miles was actually 10 miles further!.
We even got home before the rain and the washing on the line was dry!!
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Well done you! Hope the weather is keeping ok there. It is glorious here
twenty minutes after writing, the washing is ready for the line....and it is raining!!
love those amazing benches! and the scary guard dog :-D
I know a woman who does metal work who would drool over those benches.
Good dog.
Oh yes, wonderful benches - and a charming guard dog!
Well done with the breathing, too!
I do like those benches, nice ironwork. The guard-dog looks as useful as our old buddy, Jack! Glad you're enjoying the old homeland. The area in general is not unlike your own. But it is almost time for a real bikeride surely - Wales-Scotland - a Celtic bonanza!!!
Oh I do like those benches. They don't look comfortable to sit on, but very interesting to look at ...!
Love the guard dog.
So good to read you're out and about and happy ...!!
xxx
those benches are beautiful!
sounds and looks, like you had a long enjoyable ride.
Excellent photos! The ride sounds like it was fun: am very jealous about you getting home before the rain :)
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