The Big Bike Year

I'm coming to you from just outside Stege, on the island of Møn.   I'm lying here in Sally, with the breeze coming through, it's just past 6pm, the Baltic Sea is about 20 metres from Sally and I, and I'm a little emotional.  I've wanted to tell you all about the last few days, and I've been trying to find the right angle, to lean into a theme, but as I uploaded the photos and drone footage to remember it all, all I can think of is just how beautiful these days have been. I don't really have the words, I'm not creative or poetic enough, to share both the external and internal experience of these last cycling days.  They have been tough, exhilarating, challenging, beautiful to the point to moving me to tears, surprising, fun, and just so magically textured.  Denmark continues to shine, today was weather challenged with 40km head winds and a spot of rain, but the two previous days were why cycling was invented - for fun - perfect.  And we have found our rhy...

  (Thanks Phil for this live action cuteness) How can you not love a country that's so freaking cute that they put signposts like that, above, on the start of your first cycle path (second pic and Phil the Drone footage)?  I have very fond memories of Denmark, and on my third visit to this beautiful country I'm equally as enchanted.  I was soooooooo excited to get here, and as soon as we were off the ferry from Puttgarden my whole system seemed to relax into a delicious contentment.  And my system was right.  We are in our fourth day now - two days of magnificent cycling, the best for me so far, and we 're now happily ensconced in that little red cabin in a camping ground in a small place called Nykøbing Falster.  We originally came for one night in the tent, but discovered all the cute trekking huts - so we grabbed one of those, added an extra night, and it now looks like we're going to hang here for another few days.  Woohooo! So, just to back track ...