Croix de Heuland

Sat having a spot of lunch on the steps of the town hall. Well they call it a town hall but it is actually smaller than our village hall!

We set off this morning in a light drizzle which had turned into a heavy downpour by the time we came to cross the Pont de Normandie. This is a fantastic bridge but climbing for a mile in the rain is hard work.
The sun came out briefly as I got to Honfleur and I stood and watched the firemen and their band in the Bastille day parade.

Some long climbs after Honfleur means that I have spent large parts of the morning riding alone as I am faster than half of Team SIM but slower than the other half. I'm hoping the slow half will catch me up here.

[They didn't but I met up with a guy called Richard and cycled with him until I caught up with the Vodatrain again]