Puff, puff, puff. We thought we were cyclists. Today we decided to take a circular cycle route out from the campsite, through the forest to Lyndhurst. The first gradient was more than a little challenging. All the fitness we had built up from our cycle trip late summer last year, gone. Oh well, we have about three weeks to do something about it before we set off to Europe.
We'd forgotten just how beautiful the New Forest was. The shrill sound of birdsong filled the air. Pond skaters skimmed across the waters of the streams. The sun was up, the people out. Lyndhurst was busy, as always on a nice day. We treated ourselves to hot drinks from the cafe at Woods Cyclery, before firing up our legs for the return trip.
John later visited the Cyclery to size up parts for his bike, they have some really tasty parts for bike fanatics like John.
This evening it is the final of the Eurovision song contest. We met a couple walking into Brockenhurst to attend a Eurovision party, their outfits were brilliant. Back at Marge larger groups of people had arrived and the air was filled with the aroma from meat cooking on barbecue grills.
We'd
bought venison burgers in Brockenhurst village and couldn't wait to get them on
our grill. The weather looks good for the next couple of days, so we'll
probably stay away in Marge a little longer. Why not?
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