Certain times of year evoke strong memories. For me, the first week of May always does it.
Forty years ago, after having just finished University, I set off with 3 buddies on a 4- week cycling tour (primary destination: the Loire Valley in France).
It was the first time I'd ever even flown. We flew from #YEG to Gatwick, then loaded up our bikes and set off cycling through the lush green landscape of southeast England towards Dover where we would take a hovercraft to Calais, France.
Ah memories!