Over the last 2 or 3 years I have explored a long way S and W of here, but rarely ventured N or E. I was curious about that – perhaps it’s psychological – going N on the map means going ‘uphill’? As part of a determined effort to explore further – and to break my continuing reliance on either the V3 Voie Verte or the Nantes-to-Brest canal (which become choked at weekends and almost impassable at speed in June through August) – I plotted a rough route N from here on quiet roads that left options to go much further E if my legs were good. I’m sure I’m not the only one who doesn’t know if they’re going for a long ride until they’ve been out for an hour or so…?
I was climbing easily – just as well, as it was a hilly day’s cycling. Up past Trémorel and up to les Treize Chênes (the furthest N that I’ve ever cycled from home) and then W through St Méen-le-Grand (birthplace of Louison Bobet, TdF champion 1953 to 1955). I followed the VD6 (an onroad Vélo Départmentale that links St Méen with Vitré on the E border of Brittany) to Muel, then up to St-Malon-sur Mel (another personal landmark – the furthest E that I’ve ever cycled from home). Then into the splendid Forêt de Paimpont and more climbing before reaching Paimpont. NW from Paimpont and onto the crest above Concoret and a breath-taking panoramic view to the N. I stopped for a few minutes just drinking in this view. Then home via a slightly loopy route that took me over the 80km mark.
I arrived home to find that a neighbour had wrapped a large wodge of chocolate cake in kitchen paper and plastic, and stuffed it behind my door handle, marked “for after your ride…”. What a nice thing to do – and very much appreciated.
My best day out on the bike this year – just over 5 hours including stops, and totalling 81.52km