166 km. From sunflower fields to vineyards, from sleepy villages to the heart of Bordeaux.
Started the day on the amazing La Galop Chopine, an old railway now reborn as a peaceful cycleway through the countryside. Stopped for a picnic next to an antique lamppost once lit by oil. History everywhere.
Then… Saint-Émilion. Ancient. Magical. I didn’t stay long—but the stone streets and vineyards whispered stories. I’ll be back.
Rolled into Bordeaux tired, proud, and ready for a feast. Foie gras, entrecôte, and red wine—this is how you end a ride.
🚴 166km today. Tomorrow? The Atlantic coast 🌊
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Welcome to day six of me cycling from Paris to Lizabon. I’m following this amazing old railway brits of history. This morning I woke up in shed and rolled south again. Not long after, I found myself colliding along the incredible cycle pathopin A. Built on the old railway line that once connected Port Barb to Clarak, it’s part of a bigger network of converted railways now serving cyclists and workers peaceful, shaded, and rich of rural charm.