We’ve made it to the seaside! With a considerably more relaxed pace, we rode straight to a small beach that we’d identify on the map. We timed our arrival to be early enough to not be busy as well as on the high tide. We were able to ride right to the sand and get straight in for a swim. And it was an actual real swim, rather than the Welsh form of swimming, which usually involves some sort of battle of survival and near a near hypothermic exit. We swam, floated and enjoyed the feeling of being weightless. The sun dried us off and we moved on, elated as the beach started to fill.

Slightly in-land, the small town of Muzillac furnished us with produce for lunch and dinner, then we whiled away an hour in the shade of a cafe, watching the world go by. In our minds we had imagined the exact kind of place – outside seats, space for bikes, not crowded, good views, shade. It came up trumps on all accounts. 

A short explore though the narrow streets let us to the cycle track that led further west to the next good looking beach. (Along the coast from a town called Damgan).

Here we have been given a shady spot on the edge of a small cliff, which looks straight out to sea. The perfect place to kick back and rest for a while. Food, books and bike maintenance were the order of the afternoon. The cogs of the bikes are literally clogging up with a gooey mix of dust, sand and chain oil.

Total Ride: 22km