Reductam ad adsubam probably miss spelt but it’s what it means to me . My understanding is that everything is reduced to the simplest
Cycling for me epitomises this . From my first Raleigh bicycle
£19 19s 9d my world changed . It was red and had Benelux gears and there were 5 . My first cycle tour was around the dales at Christmas 1967 I think .
But I digress it’s that simplicity of it all
Food , road surface , wind , rain, energy level , sleep …do it again
Everyday you focus on the next town and its name , will it have bread , what does it look like . How is my partner . Nothing else matters
Today was a case in point , set off before dawn … so hot … no time for breakfast . We find a Routier cafe which evokes such strong memories of my parents searching out one in various towns . The maître D’ greats every lorry driver with affection and is too . Towns and names whizz by . We meet a lady in supermarket car park and talk . 40 mins later we meet her again in a village where we have two oranges and great her like a long lost friend . The weather continues to decide our day . All done by 14.00 . Ceri thinks she has gone to heaven….air conditioning. I get a swim across a lake
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