... a few more.

here we got, chickens in the kitchen, peafowl and chicken friends, and Sir Robert Peel.

more pics!

okay! having trouble situating these pics with their captions again! but i'll do my best. we've got huli with fresh fruit, emma's magical expierence, and wellies!

new update!

To begin the month of October, we were honored with a lovely wet and windy day of riding in England. We cut our day short to get warm 'n dry at a bed n breakfast in Stow-on-the-Wold, spending our evening cozied up, watching movies while our saturated clothes took up most of the room. The next morning began bright 'n crisp. After a traditional English breakfast of meat, beans and eggs, we had the pleasure of witnessing an old fashioned fox hunt! Dozens of horses with quads and cars following trotted through the streets more for show and fun than to actually catch any fox.

Our goal for the day was to make it 90+ miles to our first planned rest day that turned into the rest of the week. After about 6 hours in the saddle (70ish miles) it began to rain and get dark but we pushed on (total of 93 miles) and made it to Barley where we made ourselves at home for the next week, feasting on cheese, bread, and wine, apples, pears, and plums from the orchard and the most wonderful home cooked meals.

Aside from hanging out with Dexter cows, peafowls, chickens, rabbits, squirrels, woodpeckers, pheasants, and horses we visited London, Cambridge, Saffron Walden, Barkley, Barley and Royston, also exploring the local footpaths nearby. Tomorrow we continue cycling on in good spirits.

H, G, E

the first photos!

sorry guys, I (georgia) got frustrated trying to upload them and write the comments next to them in a fashionable way. we've got for the first photo, leaving Wales, entering England, their first pale ale, day 1 en route (Ireland- somewhere south of Dublin), and not sure about the last one. enjoy!

Hello from Brazil

Hey All,

Just thought I would say what up from Bazil and share with you the pictures of Emma and Gen´s bikes from Traffic Bikes flickr site.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/trafficbikes/sets/72157624868891544/

The only biking I have been able to do recently is some beach cursing on a huge beautiful white sand beach in Southern Brazil, warm and dry. I know this isn´t optimal training but it is all I have, so it will have to do. Brazil has been an amazing experience so far and I am getting excited and ampted to join the crew.

I wish them luck and safe travels.

Love Lucy

Wales is Beautiful but…HILLY.

So we have been travelling through Wales for 4 days now and we have discovered it is quite a hilly place. The first day of riding we thought would be a mellow 25 mile day but we ended up following a national bicycle route that took us up down and around and we ended up doing about 45 miles after we got of the ferry around 1 pm. Camping that night was very cold especially for Gen whose camelback leaked in her tent. We woke up the next day quite damp and didn’t get out of camp until close to 12 noon. Once on the road we almost immediately started climbing again. We believe we went over a 1300 foot pass. Luckily there were lots of sheep to distract us from the burning in our legs. They must have been quite frightened by us because every time we would pass one they would run a few feet down the road squat down and pee. Since what goes us must come down we did have a nice long down hill to cool us off. After several hours of this up and down without finding any convince stores we were all about to keel over with exhaustion when we finally found a restaurant/bar. We had a nice warm meal of beef pie (huli and I), potato’s, mushy pees (Gen) and coffee. We had a nice chat with one of the men at the bar who said we must be from the east coast of the USA because we were friendly enough to talk to him. Sorry for the bad rap west coasters. We were glad to hear from the people at the restaurant that it was all down hill to a campsite half a mile away. After spending several hours in the restaurant we were happy to roll right into camp. It was a warmer night than the pervious one and we were all well rested and able to get on the road by 9:30 the next day. We continued the down hill trend all the way to a village were we thought we might find a map ( I have only had the GPS to navigate) but there wasn’t one. We continued on the main road until the next town with an information centre and finally got a map of Wales. Now we could see that we had taken the road straight through the “mountains.” We continued to follow the main road which went mostly down and slightly into the wind until it started to drizzle and we decided to set up camp. One of our fellow campers told us the weather was going to be nasty for the next 3 days so we got permission to set up camp under the pavilion and just as it started to lash we grabbed our tents and ran them to cover. It was quite rainy when we woke up this morning so we decided to give our selves a rest day here. The weather is now starting to clear up so hopefully it will stay this way for tomorrow.

Wales is a beautiful place full of rolling and steep hills with green pastures, lots of sheep and cows, a few pigs and chickens and some massive dogs. Overall we have all loved the landscape and the people here but will be glad to continue on tomorrow.

Signing off...Emma

ps. sorry for any mistakes but i was typing very fast since i only paid for a half hour on the computer.

IRELAND IN THE BAG

From Malahide, we cycled through Dublin, a total of 75.6 km (47 mi), to a campsite in Wicklow right on Georges Channel. The day was a breeze thanks to the 20mph tail wind. There was a bit of swell when we arrived and we were tempted to hop in the water, but it was a bit chilly out and we would have had to pay for a warm shower. We woke in the am to sheep baa-ing and we were off to Arklow for some coffee. Most of the day was full of riding as we headed south toward Wexford where we hoped to have camped for the night. Unfortunately the camping season had ended and we continued further south to a campsite called St. Margarets. We cycled a total of 109.5 km (68.04 mi) that day. This am we awoke to he same cow that moo-ed us to sleep, and we cycled an additional 8 km (4.9 mi) to catch the ferry from Rosslare, Ireland to Fishguard, Wales. We are enjoying the down time on the ferry and hope to update again soon. Catch you later!