Charing to Dunkirk
Charing to DunkirkApril
After we climbed 2000ft yesterday and Dover is at sea level I was hoping for a nice flat run – this wasn’t the case for the first 20 miles. We went up and down the Kent countryside which was beautiful, thankfully!
When we saw the main road with a sign 6 miles to Dover we decided to hop on it, rather than continuing along the hilly backroads, we smashed 6 miles and arrived Dover ahead of time. This was good because Stew’s back light broke on the way to Charing – it just stopped working, we called some local bike shops back in Charing but no such luck! We were told we wouldn’t find a dynamo light in stock anywhere. We called Bicycles by Design in Coalport who built our bikes and they posted a new light out to our Paris accommodation, arriving on 9th April, we posted the old light back! Nice to rely on home team in times of need!!
Once at Dover we caught our Ferry – I fell over again, making it a total of 3 cleat-related falls! This was dramatic as three men rushed to my rescue! I was on the floor, almost bowled Stew over and as they were trying to help their effort were wasted as my foot was clipped in and I couldn’t get it out!
Boarding the ferry wasn’t overly straight forward, but we muddled our way through. The process is fairly simple if you’re on a bike , follow the red line! No one really tells you anything but once you’ve done it once I imagine the second time would be a breeze.
Our AirBnB in Dunkirk was 8 miles away from the ferry and not 4 as we anticipated. It was tiring biking to our AirBnb, but we got it done in good time. We were greeted by another AirBnB guest in the home. As we were so tired we went straight to bed and met our host in the morning.
As the room was so well priced we weren’t expecting a breakfast, but Eva-Rose insisted. She cooked a wonderful breakfast of breads, jams, pancakes, fruit, a little chocolate and some coffee. We left very well fed and Eva-Rose was just wonderful to talk with in the morning. We really loved our stay. A little pang of sadness as we pressed on, but we had a long day ahead, cycling to Arras for a night with a Warmshowers.org host.