Another bright day welcomed us although fairly breezy. We were now in the notoriously windy part of France.
We said our farewells to Valerio on this steep hump backed bridge over the canal. This is why he looks even taller than usual!
We then parted company and he headed south to Spain, to do some more cycling near Girona. We then joined the canal path and headed west into the strengthening wind.
We were amazed how many oak trees had been planted either side of the path. All their trucks were painted white to protect them from the intense summer sun. They seem to me to have been planted too close together , so the path will be difficult to maintain in the future🤔
These cuttings often funnelled the strong westerly wind making it hard going at times, even with battery help.
This top lock was open in order to allow 4 waiting boats in. This first boat was really struggling with the wind and ended up broadside to the entrance. Lots of people were watching him getting very stressed! It was SO hilarious to watch; I almost hit a speed deterrence barrier as we slowly cycled by!🤣🤭
Unfortunately spoilt only by the thousands of ice cream munching tourists, trudging along gawping at shops full of dust collecting junk; almost certainly made in China
We found a little restaurant away from the hordes down a long corridor in a very old room, oozing in character. Sue enjoyed a good steak cooked on the coals in front of us, whilst I had a local speciality of Cassoulet. A stew of sausage and duck, cooked in a heavy bowl with white beans; very tasty.
Whilst munching through this lovely food, a Spanish guitarist sang to us. A perfect evening to end another full day.
Euro Vélo Route 6 