Tough day today. 95 miles into a headwind and in the words of Sean Kelly my left knee was hurting big time towards the end. Cycling through the First World War battlefields are always evocative and deeply moving. Even more so on a bicycle when the sheer vastness of France is spread all around. The photo is taken in Arras outside the station.
We did camp tonight and dined like kings from the campsite shop. Tinned sweetcorn, crisps and beer. Must do better tomorrow
13.2 mph average