The flowers in the meadow seemed even more vibrant in the morning sunshine. I could have slept more, but we’d decided to push onto a campsite further away, so needed to keep things moving.

Packing away didn’t take that long, but when you only have two small panniers, there’s only so long you can take to stuff your belongings away.

After an hour we passed a look out tower with a spiral staircase in it. Exactly one week ago, Mom and I were climbing a much bigger spiral staircase up to the top of the Arc de Triomphe, in Paris.

The views were good (although you can’t see the Eiffel Tower from this one).

The cycleways here are amazing. At one point we came across a five way junction solely for cyclists! And during the day passed through several tunnels to avoid having to cross various road. We also learnt that cattle grids are called ‘Wildroosters’!

Kite surfing, windsurfing and wing foiling are a big scene along here – it looked like a kite festival was on, but it was just a lot of kite surfers making the most of the windy shoreline.

To get up off the coastal path, we had a short but savagely steep hill (25% incline), that we had to push to the top of, but otherwise it has been nice and flat. I think in the 71km we cycled today, we gained only 100m of height in total! To put that in perspective, we do more than that cycling the 13km home to The Cottage from Bangor!

We stopped in a lovely little village called Burgh, and after a brief rest under a tree in the church yard to check the route, discovered a fantastic bakery nearby!

An old lady welcomed us in and provided a range of special biscuits and a jammy pasty type thing. The bakery had been going since 1856, and passed down through generations. She said she was not that old though. We left refreshed and feeling like we’d gone back in time. All the cabinets and displays were made of wood and glass and looked really old. It was nice to be welcomed in out of the wind.

Further on, sand dunes had blown across the path in places, but there was just enough room to get through…

The final causeway that we crossed was a highlight.

We had originally planned to cycle up this coastline from south to north, but a last minute check of the weather convinced us to change plans and we were very glad we did. We had a super strong tail wind blowing us along while we passed cyclists coming at us with heads down and teeth gritted – even those on e-bikes were having a hard time!

We passed loads of wind farms, and once past the busy beach entrances, had a huge cycle highway to ourselves. With the wind at our backs we travelled at 20mph with ease!

A final stop at a supermarket had us loaded up with food for dinner, then a few kilometres more got us to camp. We had managed to book a small farm campsite in advance, but when we arrived, (just south of a village called Veouwenploder), they had accidentally given our spot to a camper van. It’s all turned out well though, as there is a place with an in-situ tent. They said we can stay in it and they’d also give us the place half price as I think they were a bit embarrassed – which is fine by us! It even has a table and chairs.

Total Ride: 71.2km