Cycle tour day 12

Well, it’s that time of the tour again.

Every time we do this there is a point at which I have been through a bunch of shit and have been cycling for days. This is the point at which my brain starts to have fun.

Cycling up the E10 and E45 motorways in a tight formation has a funny way of stimulating the imagination. You are simultaneously cycling through a beautiful landscape, doing something quite dangerous, are physically exhausted, are in pain, and are basically doing nothing but the exact same thing for hours.

Making up stories for OCs while cycling up a four kilometre climb and while cars are beeping at you and while you are itching and aching like hell is such a vibe.

Just an endless road ahead.