We left the Rider’s House with 95km to do, and the knowledge that we had until 5pm to make it there, before the promised hospitality of a couchsurfer became available. I hadn’t dared to believe the weather report from the night before saying that the winds would be blowing in our favour, but straight away we found a tailwind pushing us easily along. With all this time to kill, we took it easy, stopping off for naps in the warm sun along the way, and as always eating a lot of food. Before long though we were mere minutes from our destination, and so spent the rest of the time propped up by the 7-Eleven, standing around in our lycra, eating ice cream, and generally looking tough… Tomorrow will be our last day in Hokkaido, before we catch a ferry back South. It’ll be strange leaving, and stranger still arriving in the heat and Humidity of Tokyo after enjoying the relative cool of the North.