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title: 'The lies, the north and the reward '
date: '2026-07-17 15:30'
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Time flies when you’ve got a routine and you’re just riding. Yesterday’s post inspiration got lost at the Stranden shelter — two minutes from the beach, zero connectivity. Today was all about the goal. Must… reach… the north….
Yesterday I was pushing hard, telling myself each extra kilometer meant one less tomorrow. Then reality hit. My trusty Wahoo — which has navigated me without a single hiccup (knock on wood) — wasn’t showing the true countdown. Turns out I had an extra 11km to reach the top. Whatever that means, Mr Wahoo.
Once I could smell success in the air, another painful decision: push my bike 1km through the sand, or leave it behind? I’ll say nothing and let the pictures speak for themselves.
Now, a well-earned reward — an iskaffe and a lille citrontærte — and I start all over again? Not really. I’ll continue down Route 1, then branch off onto number 5, the east coast route. Two days left before I have to catch my train, and cycling is cheaper than hovering around a Danish town for fun. Onwards to Aalborg!