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The land of footpaths.

The land of footpaths.

After getting off the boat, tired and hungry, we looked about, wondering which way we’d cross the country to get to our final destination, Bristol. There was heavy Autumn in the air, and we had arrived just after one of the biggest storms the UK had seen in years. Roads and paths were still littered...
Le Musee du Louvre

Le Musee du Louvre

Heading towards Hoek Van Holland

Heading towards Hoek Van Holland

Here we were at the end of our trip and we were both silent, digesting it all. What could have we done differently or how is it possibly nearly over and what just happened? Time had moved fast on us both and we were moving even faster towards the Hook of Holland which really meant...
Picnics, bikes and people.

Picnics, bikes and people.

At this stage our bike tour seemed like a different trip. We were no longer camping: our last night out in the tent had been in Italy (in the Alps) and each day was seemingly easy in comparison to the isolation of Kazakhstan and the tropical heat of Vietnam. Even the hot days from Greece...
Border free zone

Border free zone

After crossing the Alps, we thought, how will we get to the UK – our final destination – from here. Since both of us had previously spent a fair bit of time in France, and with a growing need for bike paths rather than traffic heavy roads we looked towards the Netherlands. Everyone has heard...
Briançon to Grenoble

Briançon to Grenoble

Here is Briançon! A fairly large town in the French Alps, one that Grace was already familiar with and wanted to show David around, ie/ go for a coffee in the old town. Not the easiest thing to do with two heavy bikes and two heavy hangovers. The old town is at the top of...
Crossing the Alps: a taste of the Tour

Crossing the Alps: a taste of the Tour

After passing over Col Agnel, our first mountain pass, we sped down in to the valley, keenly looking out for our next mountain. But in the Alps there is no shortage of mountains, and we had a lot of trouble picking out Col D’Izourd from the peaks around us. That didn’t stop Grace trying! After...
Crossing the Alps: leaving Italy.

Crossing the Alps: leaving Italy.

The road from north-western Italy to France crosses through the Alps. There are many possible passes to take. Since before leaving Melbourne, we had been thinking about this section of the ride, and we knew we would be crossing Col D’Izourd, a mountain in France where Grace had previously spent many months filming Audrey of...
Northern Italy: Venice to Torino

Northern Italy: Venice to Torino

Off the beaten tourist track in Venice, the locals eat tapas style dishes called cicchetti. We went into a few of these places and would then find it very hard to order, they didn’t seem to want tourists in there. But we persisted and became proud wannabe locals standing at the bar with our glasses...
Italian Art.

Italian Art.

A side trip to Ston

A side trip to Ston

Audrey of the Alps was invited to screen at the Kinookus film festival in the town of Ston, Croatia. Grace was a guest at the festival to present her film. Luckily we were in Italy and Croatia was only a short boat journey across the Adriatic Sea. We left our bikes with some friends in...
Roma - David's 30th Birthday celebration!

Roma – David’s 30th Birthday celebration!