So we’re off. Den and I have left the fair shores of old blighty and are heading across la manche. That sounded wrong and is definitely no reference to our European bromance. The weather is glorious and Den has fuelled himself with a full English breakfast. I, on the other hand have had two chocolate croissants and a coffee.
It was great to see Helen and the kids waving us off from the Haven. The biggest challenge of the adventure will not be the hills, or the saddle-sores or even Den’s snoring but missing the family. I wonder if one of them has smuggled themselves into my panniers and will suddenly pop out. Hopefully, one of the lighter ones!!!
Well we’re living the dream… Den a little too literally.
