We were woken early by the sound of hot air balloons firing their way into the sky just over the Somme River from the campsite. We had breakfast and packed everything into Molly and hit the road to Dunkirk, 2-3 hours away. Apart from a busy toll section, the journey went well as we pottered... Continue Reading →

This was the last day of our trip on which we didn’t have to travel. The sun was shining once again, so we decided to cycle along the tow path of the canalised Somme, which runs alongside the River Somme and its marshes, all the way from its source to the sea, around 200 kilometres.... Continue Reading →

Another early start. We left the campsite in Jablines today, and had to be in Le Bourget by 10 o’clock for the Olympic sport climbing competition. Our plans went well. We got ready, dumped our waste water, exited the campsite and headed to Gressy where I’d found a car park I hoped would be suitable... Continue Reading →

The second Olympic event that we had tickets for was the men’s 61kg weightlifting competition. We chose this because we do CrossFit, which involves learning the two Olympic lifts, snatch and clean & jerk. I was fascinated to see what these men, weighing only a couple of kilograms more than me, could lift. We got... Continue Reading →

John and I both paddle kayaks… John more often and to a better level than me… so when we were deciding what sports we’d like to see live at the Olympics, kayaking was high on the list. Kayak cross is in the Olympics for the first time this year and we were made up to... Continue Reading →

Yesterday, we moved campsite to be nearer to the aquatic stadium at Vaires-sur-Marnes where, tomorrow (Monday) we’re going to watch the kayak cross finals. Kayak cross is an exciting, fast moving event, with 4 kayakers racing side by side in each heat, and we’re really looking forward to seeing it live. On Wednesday we have... Continue Reading →

After a good night’s sleep, we woke early, had breakfast then set off for Dover. It was an easy 30 minute drive from the aire at Canterbury, which I’m sure we’ll use again. The ferry journey to Calais passed quickly, mainly because we watched Tom Daley and Noah Williams win their diving silver medal en... Continue Reading →

We arrived at Nick and Ann’s after what was probably our best ever journey down the M6. John skilfully reversed Molly Moho onto the drive, then we joined Nick, Ann and Eddie in the garden for a barbecue. It was lovely to be able to chat and eat outside, although the boys did have to... Continue Reading →