After 4 tough days, we woke with surprisingly smiley faces at breakfast. We knew that compared to the previous days, today was due to be a flat day (apart from the end) so at 8.15 we set off to conquer another 100 miles and hopefully get back in time to have a relaxing evening in Lyon and something close to a good nights kip!
Warming ourselves up in the first few miles, it seemed like today was going to be the day which completely ruined our “behinds”. Bump after bump was not a great way to start Day 5. The sun was beaming down on us and with it being this early in the day we knew we were in for an absolute scorcher.
We enjoyed going through the rare towns that were on our route as it broke the stints up quite nicely. The van had trouble finding us after it had made a supermarket stop, which meant we had to go further than we anticipated before we stopped. With various injuries and niggles this was tough and we weren’t in a great mood. Until on the horizon we saw some people jumping and cheering with signs and banners. Confusion and curiosity overcame us. We thought for a moment that LDN2MC had gone viral. We thought France had found out about the ride. It turned out George’s family from Geneva had come over to cheer us on and show their support. Words can’t describe how happy and grateful we were for this moment. Emotion spread over us. This became our 30 mile break as the van caught up with us and we enjoyed baguettes avec jambon. Introducing each other it was smiles all round for the time being. And only 22 miles till lunch!
The further south we head the more toots we seem to get. Encouraging lorries to pull their horns was a source of enjoyment for a few miles. This spurred us on to keep going on what was simply a pretty tedious route. At lunch we only stopped briefly to refuel and recharge, quickly moving on for the next stint.
We had one more stop before the hotel. It was only a quick one because on the flat since lunch it wasn’t too strenuous with the only notable feature was Harry being veered off road and bunny hopping over a pothole and back on to the straight and narrow.
After a final break we knew the mountain of the day was nearly upon us. It was a biggy. Unfortunately it was a biggy with no view at the end of it, but the downhill which followed was decent. We had one more hill to conquer getting in to Lyon, and we then strolled down towards the river to find the hotel and have a look around the city.
We were adamant on Italian for dinner. The first place (next to the hotel) wasn’t doing pizzas or lasagne tonight for some reason, so we thought we’ve got all of Lyon to find another Italian. We were walking for a good hour with no luck. Asked passers by, asked the reception at our hotel…it would seem the French don’t do directions very well. We finally decided to go somewhere else…who refused us entry as we were in joggers and looked a right mess. Back to the place which doesn’t do pizzas…an hour later!
After salads and pastas we were still peckish. We found a closed ice cream parlour so decided a Mcflurry was the next best thing. We had a laugh strolling back to the hotel with Daime Mcflurry’s joking about real life. A really nice way to end Day 5.
Looking forward to getting another day out the way tomorrow!
P.s. A fantastic day of donations today, please keep spreading the word and pushing people to show us their support.