Icarus.

The bike route Komoot took us on today surpassed itself, going along tracks as narrow as a footprint (my legs are still recovering from all the nettle stings,) a former military shooting range, and right across a rather posh golf course. We ended up having no lunch - I'm now 50% Hobnob biscuit - but after 76kms we treated ourselves to a lovely no expense spared meal.
Tomorrow will be our longest and wettest stage, but that's another day. 
The main was taken near the top of a long climb. 
Extra: Outside a cafe in Dover.

It's late, and WiFi slow, so hope to catch up tomorrow.