Renovation Project - Oh My God I'm going to die! Mountain biking through the forest!!!!!
We have to go shopping again to
buy some more plaster; we decide to buy the plaster board for the back bedroom
and to make the wardrobe whilst we are there. We come away with a garden
furniture set, we had not planned to buy this but it was such good value we couldn’t
not buy it. Where we are going to put it I have no idea, but it will look good when
the garden is ready.
John plasters the windows and I
start to clear out the back bedroom ready for our move upstairs, I didn’t
realise we had so much building stuff here, it’s like a DIY store, but I do notice
the missing sander and guess what I hadn’t thrown it away, it had never come to
France! John found it when we were back in the UK!!!!!
I go for a ride with Sheila, but
my legs are so knackered we agree not to go for very long, we have a cycle
around the lake and then decide to do it again, but we miss the turning, I cannot
face cycling back up the hill to the turning so we keep going, Sheila states
there is a turning into the forest and we can take that route back to the town.
We cycle through the most
amazing pathways, the trees are splendid
in the their beautiful spring colours, we go up hills and down pathways watching
the entire spectrum of the colour green, there is every shade. Some of the
paths are more like tunnels and the drops at the side of the path appear to
stretch for ever.
We pull over by the La Mare aux
Sangliers – the Wild Boar Pool, we park the bikes and go to take a closer look,
it is simply beautiful, the river cascades over the rocks and boulders and
forms the pool, there is a small wooden bridge crossing it and I stop to take
some more photographs. Apparently there are no more wild boar here now but I am
told about how the ground was found burrowed, with obvious signs of tusks
having turned the ground.
We go back to the backs and
continue on our way passing la Grotte d’Artus or Arthurs Cave, we do not stay
to investigate but continue cycling. We leave the forest and find ourselves
back on the road to Huelgoat and arrive home exhausted but exhilarated!
Now for the reality of this part
of the bike ride!
OMG! I am going to die! I am
hurtling at a hundred miles an hour down a pathway that is covered in pot holes
and stones, there is a massive drop at the side and I am skidding everywhere.
There are flies and I have to keep
my mouth shut and can’t scream or I will eat them I can feel them committing
suicide on my face and I have one in my eye and can’t stop!!!!
We pull up at the wild boar pool
and I think I am more surprised that the bikes are still there when we walk
back to them, no locks on them and they haven’t been stolen!!!!!!!
When I finally get back to the
town my legs are like jelly, but to be honest it was one of the best trips I
have been on since being here!
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