The hill behind the village

My legs were fine; it was my hands that complained by the end. Wider tyres at lower pressure changed the bike more than any other part I have bought. The climb is not steep, but it goes on for longer than the map suggests. Nothing about this route is remarkable, which is exactly why I like it.

There was a headwind for the whole second half, so I stopped looking at the speed. The cafe at the halfway point was closed, as it has been every time I counted on it. I left before the town woke up, which is the only way to have the road to yourself.