A momentous day leaving Spain and crossing the border at Hendaye. Immediately to get fleeced by the French for a cold drink. We have become used to laid back Basque seaside towns with cheap food and friendly people and I have to say the riding has gone downhill as well. From yesterday's perfect ride we have today blasted along dual carriageways for mile after mile in 37 degree heat with wagons blasting their horns at us constantly. Not a good days cycling but th...