Introduction
The Swiss Alps in 2022 |
M2 cycling by the River Meuse in 2023 |
The Swiss Alps in 2022 |
M2 cycling by the River Meuse in 2023 |
A friend shared a "Guide for Cyclists and Motorcyclists" from 1897. It's entertaining and maybe even informative to compare its recommendations with the packing list for my 2022 solo trip around Europe. Maybe we can all learn something from this little piece of bikepacking history. Maybe, just maybe I'll remember to pack some Sperm Oil for my next trip. Don't know how I managed without it to be honest!
That said, I don't see any possibility of me ever taking a revolver. And for my European friends, I do assure you that I have no particular expectation of encountering footpads or brigands, no more so than in Britain anyway!
And..... I think gold coins are probably a bit on the heavy side, so I'll skip that recommendation too :-)
Bikepacking involves a fair amount of kit and how it performs can have a dramatic effect on your experience. So, what did we take and how did our equipment do during this year's European bikepacking adventure?
The packing list for this year was very similar to the one used for the 2022 trip. But this year there were two of us, M1 and M2 and so some new equipment was needed. A few lessons were learned from 2022 as well. You can see some of the new equipment mentioned on the pre-trip blog post.
Most of the kit worked as expected, quietly and with no drama, so from that point of view there's little to say. But, some worked particularly well and a few things partially or completely failed. Here's the summary.
Day # | 43 | State of Legs | :-) |
Distance (miles) | Distance (km) | Ascent (feet) | Ascent (metres) | Punctures | |
Today | 51.1 miles | km | 3383 feet | metres | 0 |
Trip Totals | 1494.8 miles | km | 53629 feet | metres | 0 |
Today's Route |
Route So Far |
Our final day on this 2023 European Bikepacking Adventure (tm) has finally arrived.
We were up quite early this morning and on the road by about 7:30. We knew that today would be relatively physical and we might have the added issue of rush hour traffic to contend with as we passed through Royal Tunbridge Wells, so it seemed prudent to get an early start.
Much of the first part of our route followed National Cycle Network Route 18. This was great as it kept us on fairly low traffic country roads.
At around the halfway mark, we entered the town of Edenbridge in Kent and headed straight for the bakery we'd stopped at on day #1 of this crazy trip. We had coffees of course but no PaC or PaR and most sad of all, no totally amazing Almond Squares (for which a pastry code has yet to be assigned). Instead, M1 had a Bakewell tart and M2 had a chocolate muffin.
We followed a different route home than the one we'd taken on day #1. Today's route was suggested by the cycle.travel web site and we thought we'd give it a try, if only for the variety. It was very pleasant and included some nice woodland, but may have been a little hillier than the day #1 route which it converged with at about 10 miles from home.
Our legs held out remarkably well. Just before Farthings Down, there's a short section of road that is easily the steepest climb of the whole of our trip, with the one exception of the 22% hill on the way to Luxembourg City that we'd had to push our bikes up. It's about 18% at its steepest, on a sharp bend. Happily it's not that steep for long, but it's tough nevertheless. M1 has cycled up it many times on his road bike and once before on The Mule. It was uncertain how M2 would handle the gradient but there was no need for any such uncertainty because M2 was an absolute KOTM hero and nailed it without any apparent problem at all!
In fact remarkably, today was the day with the greatest total ascent of the whole trip!
With the tough climb behind us, we cycled onwards to Farthing Downs, one of our favourite places and only 6 miles from home.
And that's it. We're home! This has been one heck of a trip and hopefully not the last of its kind. For now though, it's time for showers, clean clothes and lots and lots of sitting on the sofa!
The End
Day # | 42 | State of Legs | :-) |
Distance (miles) | Distance (km) | Ascent (feet) | Ascent (metres) | Punctures | |
Today | 51.5 miles | km | 1771 feet | metres | 0 |
Trip Totals | 1443.7 miles | km | 50246 feet | metres | 0 |
Today's Route |
Route So Far |
We're back in England but not yet home. If all goes to plan, that will be where we are tomorrow afternoon.
Our day started in Calais, of course. We were due to sail to England on the 10:30 ferry and so aimed to get to the port by 09:00. The port was only a few miles from the apartment, so that allowed us to get up at a civilised time, have some breakfast, finish packing our bags and head off.
But for one small detail.
The apartment was on the second floor and as the photos from yesterday showed, that's where our bikes were. And they did not get there by magic or into any of the other apartments rented on this trip. Regardless of how many floors up an apartment is, if the bikes are to join us rather than be left in the street then M1 has to carry first one bike up the stairs, then go back down to street level and carry the second bike up. And then, go back down to street level and carry a set of bags up whilst M2, who has been on guard duty all this time, carries her own bags. And of course on checking out of an apartment, the process has to be executed in reverse. So by about 08:30, M1 was truly awake and shall we say, "warmed up"!
Anyway.... we set off and followed the signs to the Calais Car Ferry Port and had no problem finding where we were supposed to be. There were quite long queues to the check-in booths and at both the French and British passport control booths but patience is a virtue and we were soon through and in line to board our ferry when the time came.
Because when we arrived at Dover, 100 minutes or so later, the reverse happened. We were following the cars out of the ship and expecting to head down the ramp onto the dock when we were instructed to wait to one side. And you guessed it, every other vehicle was allowed to disembark before we were permitted to cycle down the ramp and off the ship. Doh! :-)
We managed to find our way out of the port (you just follow a painted red line) and set about cycling across Dover, heading west. There are cycle lanes in some parts of Dover but not in others. And part of the footpath was completely closed. In short, Dover isn't the worst city to cycle in but it's far from the best. And they drive on the left!
From Dover, we retraced our route from 41 days ago, cycling along a path that takes you up onto and along the cliffs to Folkestone. Most of the day's ascent was probably clocked up in this section.
On the outskirts of Folkestone, there's a pub we vaguely know. And today, England were playing in the Women's World Cup Final! We knew we'd missed the first half but hoped to watch at least some of this historic match. We went into the pub and sure enough, the match was showing on a TV. 76 minutes had already elapsed and sadly, the score was 1-0 to Spain. And that's how the score stayed. England were fantastic to watch but it just wasn't to be their day.
Cycling through Folkestone itself was a bit of a nightmare. There was an airshow on, with world war 2 aircraft like Spitfires flying along the coast. This had attracted hundreds and hundreds of people and their cars which made cycling hazardous and stressful, to say the least. Obviously, nobody was watching where they were walking, with Spitfires and Lancaster Bombers flying past!
We had to wait a while as some enormous agricultural machines reversed into an arable field. Presumably it's harvest time. We didn't mind. It was wait or be squished!
Our route took us next on to NCN 18.
We stopped in Cranbrook to buy more food than we really needed and then headed to the campsite. It's a low impact campsite with solar powered showers.