It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best since you have to sweat up hills and coast down them. Thus you remember them as they actually are, while in a motor car only a high hill impresses you, and you have no such accurate rememberance of a country you have driven throgh as you gain by riding a bicycle


Ernest Hemingway




Friday, 20 May 2011

Rolling, rolling, rolling

Thurs 19th May, longish day today, just over 80 miles, first 60 on long straight highway going west towards the pacific with a big old headwind, panniers acting like sails, just a case of head down and grinding out the miles, still yesterday was good tailwind so yin and yang. Currently in the 'Kila Hana' campground just outside Westport on the Pacific Coast, ( Kila Hana appears to be native American Indian for ' land of many mosquitoes that feast upon the flesh of foolish whiteman'). Highlight of the day? I'd love to say the first great view of the Pacific Ocean from American shores but if truth be told it was the coconut mocha frapppacino from Starbucks this afternoon


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