Arrondissement de Rennes

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  • Day35


    June 4 in France ⋅ 🌧 18 °C

    In Richtung Norden/Bretagne gibt‘s einen Wald, einen Märliwald mit einer sagenhaften 500-jährigen Eiche und dem Brunnen der ewigen Jugend (der war vor hundert Jahren bestimmt spektakulärer...).
    Eine kleine Oase am See haben wir auch gefunden, wo wir bis zur späten Stunde belgisches Bier und Melloncello (beinahe noch den Saft der eingelegten Marroni) getrunken sowie vier Runden Brändi-Dog gespielt haben.Read more

  • Day20


    September 24, 2017 in France ⋅ ☁️ 19 °C

    A full day tour of Juno Beach and surrounding area focused on Canadian involvement in D-Day...the beginning of the end of WW II.

    Was a beautiful day, so hard to imagine the ships, bombardments, artillery, equipment, troops, killing, confusion on the beaches 73 years ago. Quite the strategy and coordinated effort among the Allies. Saw Juno beach (where the Canadians landed), German bunkers, Abbatiale St. Etienne in Caen where William the conqueror is buried, Canadian cemetery (very beautiful and well-kept), museum...all very good. The Canadians and the Brits brought bicycles with them to cover ground quickly and quietly once on shore!

    Back in Bayeux we wandered thru a little market, people-watched while we had a biere at a cafe, then picked up stuff for supper. For the first time we had dinner at our chambres-hotes that had a common kitchen area. Nice to have a break from going out.

    And a very cool coincidence today. Got talking to a woman on the tour. Her husband was in the forces... so was my Dad.

    Woman: Were you ever in Centralia?
    Me: Yes, for 2 years.
    Woman: I went to Exeter for high school.
    Me: I was in elementary school at the time.
    Woman: We lived in Mt. Carmel.
    Me: Really? Us too!

    (Mt. Carmel is a farming hamlet with just 13 houses on the main street).

    Woman: What's your name?
    Me: Majocha
    Woman: My sister used to babysit you! You had twins in the family.

    Unbelievable!! It was sooooo cool talking to her about the village and the people there...she knew them all. Including the 'spooky' house we used to run past 😯. Her father farmed and also drove machinery on the base and Dad remembers him too! Such a small world!
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  • Day16


    August 11, 2016 in France ⋅ ☀️ 25 °C

    Rennes is just about 40km away from our house, so we went to see the old city centre and it's famous wooden houses. It's pretty big city(you can compare it to ljubljana). The wooden houses are lovely and the city center seemed quite busy, but we missed cafés by the river. Also we were quite suprised that most of the restaurants were closed(no service until 7pm). But that's just how the life works here in france.Read more

  • Day13

    The Saint of Saint-Méen

    June 13, 2018 in France ⋅ ⛅ 59 °F

    Well, I lasted, oh, 3 miles or so before I got tired of the trail. It was heavily damaged due to flooding (have I mentioned the rain?). My tires were spinning out. I was getting nowhere fast. Back to the country roads for me. I arrived at my destination quite late. I walked into the only open bar and, as always, the small crowd of people interrogated me in the friendliest way possible. "You're riding HOW MUCH? BY YOURSELF?!"

    This ain't my first rodeo, and I've learned that when people offer you a spare bed or couch, you should probably say yes. Especially if they have a dog that likes to play soccer.

    My gracious host took me in at 11pm, brought me coffee and a croissant in the morning, and sent me on my way.

    Bike trips have a way of connecting people in ways that are rare in day to day life. You leave with an everlasting impression of kindness and hospitality, and usually without any way to ever thank, much less see, them again.
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  • Day13

    Magic Foret de Broceliande

    August 8, 2016 in France ⋅ ☁️ 19 °C

    The king Arthur and the knights of the round table once gathered here and the table they say still exist somewhere in the magic forest filled with faries goblins and other creatures alike. We visited this charming forest and the village by the lake which is called Pampoint. While walking through the village the sound of bagpipes emerged in the forest luring us in. We decided to explore the mystical sound and walked by the lake into the forest. The sound of bagpipes grew louder and louder. Thor stopped and stared. We slowly looked around the tree and there he was a man playing bagpipes in the middle of the forest. Wicked :) We then visited Château de Comper which is said to belong to wizard Merlin. :)Read more

  • Day13

    The Angel of Châteaugiron

    June 13, 2018 in France ⋅ ⛅ 68 °F

    I was discouraged from having wasted the morning charging my phone (and myself. electricity for the phone, french pastries pour moi) only to find that my "easy" day of trail riding was going to be another long day of road riding due to flooded trails, when a cyclist in spandex and a fast bike scared the living daylights out of me, whizzing past with a quick "Bonjour!" As they do here.

    Yes, we all know that I startle easily, and this guy felt so bad about it he turned around and apologized.

    Naturally, the conversation turned to "so....where are you going?" as it does, when you have socks drying on your saddlebag. And we spent a lovely 10 miles at a quick 13mph sharing cycling stories. He rides 30km (18 miles) each way to work, every day, even in the winter. I told him what i was doing, and that I was worried I wasn't going to make it.

    This random man, he told me, "you can do it. I did the Paris-Brest-Paris ride. I am not young or a competitive cyclist. You can get there. Courage!"

    Paris-Brest-Paris is a famous annual race where a shocking number of people do what is going to take me a week - TWICE. Without stopping, basically. He did it in 72 hours and slept once a day for one hour. So, here was a real, live, crazy person telling me I could do it.

    And honestly, it helped.

    My destination was a small town only known for being the hometown of famous French cyclist, Louison Bobet. And in a way that I've never really needed before - because I don't think I've ever attempted anything this ambitious - I drew on the inspiration from my new friend of a mere 10 miles of my life, and of the ghost of a cyclist I'd never heard of before to get me 65 miles to Saint-Méen-le-Grand.
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  • Day63

    Final day in Madrid and London

    August 18, 2017 in France ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

    We had breakfast, checked out of our hostel, had coffee and croissants and talked to mum and dad before walking to the botanical gardens. There was an impressive vegetable garden and bonsai display. We had a menu lunch which was quite heavy, before quickly doing some shopping. We picked up our bags from the hostel, caught the train to the airport and had one last drink together. It was time to say goodbye after our few weeks traveling together. It went really well and I'll miss Dane! I then boarded my plane to London for a week staying with Jake. There was delicious roast pork for dinner when I arrived at Ali and Jake's!Read more

  • Day22


    October 31, 2018 in France ⋅ ☁️ 10 °C

    On y arrive, enfin la vraie Bretagne !
    En très peu de temps, je suis pris en stop et j'arrive à Rennes. (Est-ce que la tonte de la barbe a tout changé? je ne sais pas)
    La dernière conductrice va assister à un mariage médiéval à la mairie. Tout le monde est déguisé, je trouve ça drôle donc je vais assister au mariage aussi. Ça me permet de visiter l'hôtel de Ville, il est magnifique !
    Mais je ne trouve pas que Rennes soit une jolie ville. D'ailleurs, bien qu'il fasse froid, il y a des mendiants dans toutes les rues! Impossible de s'installer dans le centre-ville ! Et ces mendiants m'ont fait une étrange sensation : la première SDF croisée criait "LA PIÈCE !" sans un signe de politesse. Et j'ai vraiment l'impression qu'il y a un grand écart entre les SDF et les passants.
    Alors je m'installe un peu plus loin. J'ai gagné 0,50€, les gens ne nous regardent pas, nous méprisent...
    Puis arrive un homme un brin alcoolisé, qui me propose de dormir chez lui. J'étais plutôt heureux d'éviter la rue cette nuit, j'ai eu assez peu confiance à la population underground de Rennes
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