Goodbye Canada, hello Happyland

On Monday, May 23rd, the tour resumed. Starting in my home town of Winchester where I’d stayed the weekend with dear old friends, John and Hazel, I made my way west-south-west to Plaitford, not too far from Romsey. A short 35-40kms, owing to the fact I didn’t get started until late in the day. With the sun bright and warm all weekend, it figures that I’d get caught in the rain as I pulled into a B & B for the night. Though the room was tiny, I slept well and enjoyed a typical English breakfast–less the meat–the next morning.

Tuesday morning, after chatting with a couple from Australia who were touring the English countryside[by car], I soon got started. Passing through Canada, I spent the day riding many of the 100 miles of bicycle trails that snake their way throughout the New Forest.

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Wednesday I made my way west then south to Ringwood where I mailed some postcards, ate a hearty English[though still veggie] breakfast and washed it down with two good coffees. From there I rode south along route B3347 to Christchurch, then west along the coastline to Poole[where the Boy Scouts started], where I spent a very unsatisfactory night’s stay at the Holiday Inn. The room left something to be desired and the meal I ate was awful. Hopefully my e-mail to the Holiday Inn guest services will see me compensated. Atleast breakfast was okay, despite the instant coffee out of a machine! Really; it seems the two options for coffee over here include espresso and instant. Oh well, so long as I get my daily dose of caffeine I survive…and ride.