These days I’d call myself a cycling flaneuse – longer cycle touring losing its appeal thanks to my unwillingness to ride in the company of others (usually speedier than I), coupled with my lamentable map-reading skills. I was nevertheless hankering after a few days of gentle pedalling, preferably somewhere coastal, with the sea acting as my compass. But where to go and how to do it? I certainly didn’t fancy lugging my own bike along.
