After a long day in the saddle this is the perfect tonic. I arrived at bunkhouse totally by chance and it is lovely. My host has brought me beer and homegrown salad and there's nothing to be hear but crickets. I love how one day travelling sees a whole week's experiences. The awful rain, lorries and spray of the morning followed by glorious sun and open roads and now this. Nearly at Clermont Ferrand, not the progress i hoped but who cares.
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