The very last leg...
We estimated that it was about 30km to the airport and as our flight wasn't until 6.15 we thought this was pretty safe. However another hot day was promised so we decided to set off early and try to get most of the cycling out of the way before the real heat of the day.
We took the cycle path along the coast most of the way which afforded wonderful views but rattled us to pieces so cut inland to find the airport. Easier said than done. It's remarkably easy to conceal an airport! After about 45 minutes cycling in circles we finally managed to find the airport entrance around 1.30 - only to discover that the place was HEAVING with people. Most of the crush was due to a clutch of flights due to arrive or leave in the next hour so we decided to find a spot in the shade and wait for calm.
Then Lis discovered a sitdown restaurant with air-conditioning hidden inside the terminal so we were able to kill another hour.
As things calmed in the airport we set about taking our bikes apart for shipping - which provided endless amusement for our fellow passengers. The first one was a challenge (especially after a bottle of wine) but by the third we were pretty slick.
So that's that- journey completed. 566 km on this leg, which, with the other leg, makes a total of almost 1500 really enjoyable kilometres (well I enjoyed them). Many thanks to my saddlesore, sunbaked companions - my sisters Lis and Cath and my daughters Emma and Laura.
Next year Brest to Budapest?
