Sunday 20th April 2025 Pacasmayo to Chiclayo
Celebrated with a Pizza last night, not my favorite meal, but a good fill, if not a bit salty, woke up in the night with a raging thirst, blame it on the garlic bread and pizza, nothing to do with the gallon of ale I drunk.

Easter Sunday no easter egg but a bit of chocolate in the porridge curtesy of the so generous quartermaster, set up up for one of our so called easy days, sure only 65ish miles, but heading for a big town so traffic will may be a bit of concern, but I have had a bit of chocolate so who cares. Well one bloke did, the guy who job it was to open the gates in the morning, reckoned we owned him for a round of beers, I paid the bill last night, but hey how gave him 10 do dahs and he was happy, hope he gets his kids an Easter egg.

On the road just before 6, lovely time in the morning just us and the workers and who works Easter Sunday, quite few by the look of it, they can’t all be vicars! Just going to let the day happen ride and ride few songs, may even sing an easter song if I can remember on, without calling my Mum, got it! “There is a green hill far away beyond the city wall” Mum that education was not wasted, not sure of the rest of it but sure I and make some lyrics up. That will get the first 40 odd miles done, then just got to think about having a beer and it’s all done, how easy is that simple.

It was that simple just pedal away racking my little brain for the words to come out in the correct order, not unusual for me to get all the right words, but not in the right order, bit like when I had piano lessons, could play all the notes but not in the right order (Les Dawson quote [actually Morecambe & Wise: Ed]), something with him being crucified and died to save us all, good lad! That’s enough of that now Dale, I can hear my Mum saying, get on with the cycling rhetoric.

Well after all that we only have 20 miles to go through the City of Chiclayo, pretty big place so I have to concentrate now, no time for all this singing stuff, just grip your handle bars and ride, hopefully I have not blasphemed to much and the drivers will be kind to me. Its always a bit hair raising as we go through the city centre, me just following Bingo, smiling pleasantly at all the drivers (I think not, if looks could kill they probably will (another good song for a different ride Peter Gabriel), as I pedal on, one taxi brushes the side of my pannier, I wish him a happy Easter in a Saxon dialect, think he understood. So glad when we got to the pre-booked hostel, looking forward to a swim in the roof top pool, shame it was only the size of a paddling pool, but least we can relax and the shower in the room, the shower was great, so be thankful for small mercies.

Just a little walk over the road to a restaurant for lunch, not the best but least it was food, will save up and go out tonight for a proper meal tonight hopefully.