Our homes for the night, in pictures
Blog posted by bex on Jan 17th, 2010A selection of photographs of places we’ve stayed during our first ten months on the road.
A selection of photographs of places we’ve stayed during our first ten months on the road.
Musings from Mauritania (Nouakchott to Rosso) Leaving Mauritania – with more questions than answers. An update on our last few days in Mauritania as we cycled from its capital to the Senegalese border.
Early morning brew up
This one’s for anyone who’s ever had a camping stove – an unforgettable sound (especially for your fellow campers, at dawn…) which seems to induce an amazing amount of nostalgia in people who’ve used them before but no longer carry them. This one’s an MSR Dragonfly, and this sound usually signifies Huw’s first coffee and Bex’s wake up call. We’ve edited down the water-boiling time.
Date and time recorded: 07:30 local time, 9th August 2009
Location: Terjit Oasis, Mauritania (view on map)
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Photographs of some of the places we stay during the journey (the idea arose from a comment – thanks Daf!). Photographs by Huw and Bex. Last updated: 16th January 2010.
Ambling down the Atlantic coast 
Sorry for the lack of updates; finding internet access in France is turning out to be trickier than we expected (and we can’t quite bring ourselves to use McDonalds’ wifi. Yet).
So, where were we? Oh yes, in Saint-Nazaire, and about to cross The Bridge of Terror (I think it’s also known as Pont Saint-Nazaire). It might have been the relief at having survived, but reaching the south side of the Loire felt a bit like reaching a new country. Immediately the sun seemed yellower, the buildings whiter, the sky bigger and bluer. And, within minutes, we stumbled across the Atlantic coast cycle route, which we’ve dipped into and out of ever since. Bliss.
A day in the life of a touring cyclist 
Huw wakes at around 6.30am, just after the birds, when the first glimmers of light are starting to show. He lies snugly tucked up in his sleeping bag as the birdsong gets louder and the sun starts to show over the horizon. Bex at this time is showing no signs of life.
At about 7.15am a combination of a weak bladder and a growing urgency for the first coffee of the day forces movement. The nights and early mornings are cold (near freezing) so there is a certain reluctance.