Life's a beach

It's hot. 

Like, holiday hot. Like step off the plane and it hits you like a fish in the face hot. 

Cycling in the heat can be fun, but also hard work. Luckily our routes are mostly flat and there is always something to look at; birds, tractors, sheep, cows, witches (OK maybe not), fields, and other cyclists. And the smells too, you always miss this in a car, the smells are amazing even when they aren't great. 

Drivers have been patient, giving us lots of room and we've thanked everyone for giving us lots of room. 

We set off for breakfast at a place near us. The AirBandB we are staying at doesn't offer breakfast, so Daisy joked it should be called an AirBand. Genius 🤣



Once refueled we headed for Christchurch, not far away but enough to warrant a couple of short stops. 

We then decided that beach was what we needed and luckily Christchurch has, I believe, six to choose from. So we headed for Avon, with lots of sand.

We headed for Waitrose for milkshakes (and air conditioning, great idea, Dais😊) and left our bikes chained up outside whilst we travelled the rest of the way on bus. If you're going to chain up your bike outside a supermarket, might as well make it a posh one. 





Bus down to Avon beach and straight into the water. Turns out the water was colder than Jack Frost's trousers 🥶 so we chilled rather than swam. The heat was inescapable so we headed back to Christchurch on the bus (one every hour?!) for a walk around the shops and to decide on dinner plans. 



Tiredness crept in and we decided on two slap up microwave meals from aforementioned posh supermarket and a slow cycle home. 




Two meals later and we planned the next day and got an early night.

Total travelled 17 miles
Cycled 12 miles for 2 hours 36 mins
Average speed 5mph
Walked 1 mile for 36 mins
Horses loads
Cows none 
Birds of prey none 😞

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