Two months, vast numbers of kilometers and we have travelled from the border with Switzeralnad and today we get to the English channel. We had intended following the Loire to the Atlantic but when I saw how close we were to Mont Saint Michel I suggested to Wendy that we should finish our trip in the most beautiful spot of all, and she agreed.

Today there is an eagerness in our riding, we are travelling uphill through leafy wooded country and pushing hard to get our first sight of the iconic abbey.

We followed our normal routine and rode for about three hours and found a cake shop in Val Cousenan, just 20 kms from our destunation.

After lunch we pedalled on and shortly we caught our first glimpse through the hazy sea air. WOW.