Day 2 - 54 miles.........Day 3 - 113 miles!!!

Goodbye England, Hello France. Yesterday, we left the comfort of Ron's Littlebourne cottage and made our way to the white cliffs of Dover to hop on the ferry to Calais. No surprises there, just getting used to riding on the right hand side of the road again. After a pretty short day, we just had to stop. We set up the tent and made some pasta on our little butane grill and fell dead asleep. We awoke to another beautiful day (and a good as a bird had left its good luck on my handle bars in the night) and started our journey, anticipating getting 70 or 80 miles out of the way. The first 20 were the most picturesque so far (see photo below). Wheal fields, streams running through villages, friendly old ladies tending their garden, waving to us as we go by. And cows! Lots and lots of cows. We stopped to have our first croissants and they were little crescents of heaven. We arrived in Grandvilliers around 8 with 91 miles on the meter and decided there and then that we were going to bust it to Beauvais before dark (another 25 miles). After a meal of Doner Kebabs, we hopped back on the bikes and just rode...and rode...and rode, until we made it, right before dark. Neither on of us has ridden this far, so it's a bit of a milestone for both of us. We'll be arriving in Paris tomorrow and will be spending a couple of nights there.

Lessons learned:
- Keep my mouth closed when going down a hill lest I want a yummy meal of flies.
- Big lesson learned today: The hills are less steep on the country roads, as they were probably developed for horse and cart. We're keeping away from the A roads because they tend to just cut over a hill and the less hills the better.
- Howard might need a tad more sunscreen.
- The money is in the pigs, not the goats and sheep (according to Farmer Steve)