Rain, Rain, and More Rain

June 3, 2016:

Much of our trip so far has been wonderful, despite being a bit clueless at the beginning. The learning curve is slowly getting less steep, our navigation skills are improving incrementally, and our bodies are gradually getting in shape for this endeavor. Even my butt isn’t hurting quite so bad, as long as we avoid bumpy dirt roads, don’t ride too far, and take a rest day every few days.

So, generally speaking, it has been enjoyable. Unfortunately for us, however, we happened to begin our cycling adventure in the midst of record-breaking rains and flooding in France and central Europe. Luckily, except for one minor incident of manmade flooding in a motel room, we’ve been safe and sound, and have not been threatened by any of the flooding.

The verdant fields come at a price: RAIN!
The verdant fields come at a price: RAIN!

Even so, we’re just not used to being wet. And cold. Coming from the land of eternal sunshine (aka: Sacramento, California), this weather has been tough on us. Riding in the rain, surprisingly, isn’t too bad. We’re usually pedaling hard enough that we still manage to work up a sweat.

Sheltering under a tree to wait out yet another heavy downpour
Sheltering under a tree to wait out yet another heavy downpour
Fueling up in the rain
Fueling up in the rain

It’s camping in the rain that is getting us down. Everything is muddy. The last many mornings (and evenings, for that matter), have been at best drizzly, and at worst steadily raining, which means tearing down camp in wet, cold weather. At the end of the day, every item we pull out of our panniers is clammy and damp. We’re cooking and eating in the rain, trying to huddle under overhangs, or if we’re lucky, getting our morning or evening chores done during a brief lull in the weather.

Cowboy cooking in the rain
Cowboy cooking in the rain
Bikes getting soaked in Abbeville
Bikes getting soaked in Abbeville

Day after day of this weather has been demoralizing. We finally reached the coast on June 2, yet we couldn’t enjoy it or the seaside villages because all the color, sparkle, and joy of the places was washed out. Everything is so grey that the landscape stops being compelling. Even the locals were bundled in what we Sacramentans would consider winter clothes (light scarves, gloves, jackets).

Seaside village Saint-Valery-sur-Somme should be beautiful, but instead just seems grey
Seaside village Saint-Valery-sur-Somme should be beautiful, but instead just seems grey
Outdoor beach restaurant completely deserted
Outdoor beach restaurant completely deserted

And so, we decided a few days of rest are in order. We will take some time off in Boulogne-sur-mer to get out of the elements, dry out, and warm up.

We’re learning from the locals that rain is inevitable in northern Europe. Hardly a day goes by that doesn’t have at least one rain shower. (I guess there’s a reason why everything is so green.) But having said that, this much rain, and temperatures this cold, are very unusual in June. So, while we’ll have to adapt and get used to rain, hopefully it will be warmer soon.

And when we just can’t stand the wet anymore, we’ll find a Warm Showers host, or a youth hostel, or some other accommodation to dry out and recharge our batteries.

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2 thoughts on “Rain, Rain, and More Rain”

  1. Oh, yes, the always-wet-tent. I remember those days. I will keep my fingers crossed for some good dry, warm weather for you two—at least enough days to dry out equipment and get a good morale boost!

  2. Even though I’m sure it’s not much fun on your end, your words: “all the color, sparkle, and joy of the places was washed out” are so evocative! Hoping you find dry and warm days ahead!

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