By train to London for the Tour de France Prologue. We headed for the Serpentine, saw some riders zipp past through spectators 3 deep at the barriers, then saw the finale on a big screen at the People's Village. It was all very good-natured depsite the huge numbers of people, beer (plastic bottles of Carlsberg from the beer tent), and queues to join queues for the footbridges to cross the course. Really disappointed Bradley Wiggins didn't win, but he's still the man.
Went out on the mountain bikes during the Canterbury stage, in between ITV coverage. Nobody about in the countryside around Ware, Much Hadham etc, lovely. Stopped for a route-planning meeting at Latchford, on the little footbridge over the river Rib. It's a good spot for wildlife - have seen fish, crayfish, and an otter there in the past on various occasions. This time we had leaping trout. There's some stuff about wild trout conservation on the nearby river Ash in in Hertfordshire here. Not mad about landowner Buxton, who is mentioned though; he gives every impression of loathing cyclists, and we're certainly not made to feel welcome on his land - even on the rights of way that run through it.
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