October 26, 2022
To Narbonne
We’re surprised this morning when we head down for breakfast and find that the table has been set for us outside on the back patio overlooking the garden and our bicycles. The light is still fairly dim when we sit down but it’s warm enough and pleasant sipping our coffee to the sound of birds rustling in the trees.
As usual, Rachael finishes first and heads back to the room while I nurse my second cup of coffee. So this morning she missed seeing the cat that walked in and paused by our bikes staring at me for a moment before moving on.
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It’s a fairly short, easy ride to Narbonne, but Rachael wakes up feeling chipper and suggests that I look for something longer. Easily done, there’s a generous selection of attractive paved roads in the vicinity to choose from. I quickly hack out an idea, it meets with approval, and gets loaded to the Garmins.
We’re starting to get packed for the road but not done yet at ten when we hear a rap on the door. Embarrassing - we forgot to review the checkout time and had been thinking it was later. We hustle as best we can, and ten or so minutes later we’re on the street loading the bikes.
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Our route has a moderate amount of climbing, nearly all front-loaded into the first fifteen miles of the ride as it crosses a series of three ridges and intervening valleys. This is just the way we like it - get the work in early while we’re still as fresh as we’re going to be. It’s an overcast day but still a colorful ride with the vines turning and the interesting geology showing some color.
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Rachael of course crosses the top of the last of the three ridges before me but I quickly catch up on the descent when I find her stopped by the side of the road staring down into a rocky ravine with a thin stream trickling through it. We don’t really know what this place is yet, but it takes us fifteen or twenty minutes to descend the next half mile because we keep stopping to look at the short but dramatic gorge we’re dropping through from a new angle.
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“We’re really on the road less traveled!” I hear an enthusiastic voice call out from behind me as we’re briefly on a poorly maintained, semi-paved shortcut lopping off the end of a triangle near Montséret. Then, literally only seconds later: a dull whump, immediately followed by a call for help. She’s hit a patch of gravel and gone down, painfully from the sound of it.
Not even pausing to consider getting out the camera for a photo, I quickly ditch my bike on the shoulder of the road and go back to help her out, starting with getting her own bike out of the road before returning to assess the damage. It’s obviously painful but relatively minor as far as these things go - it’s just road rash and minor bruises thankfully, but she’s got a gash on her right knee bad enough that it takes some gingerly cleanup work to remove the debris followed by application of Neosporin, a bandage and tape to protect it.
It’s stiff and sore and the bandage is a hindrance to biking smoothly, but it’s thankfully not a barrier to continuing the ride; and it’s also a blessing that the bike came through unscathed. We stop for lunch at the first village we come to, Saint-André-de-Roquelongue and then ride the rest of the way to the outskirts of Narbonne without incident. Lucky.
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Narbonne sprawls for several miles on the north, and there’s no really good access by bike from the northwest unless you add a couple of miles and detour to the bike path on its northeast side. If you come this way, it’s definitely worth the added distance. It’s a pleasant, paved (even though RideWithGPS thinks it isn’t) cycleway that drops us into a residential neighborhood a mile from the core.
What is this - the fourth time we’ve been to Narbonne? the fifth? Somehow it keeps getting stitched into yet another Team Anderson itinerary. And no wonder - its historical center along the Rabine Canal has a delightful ambience that we’re happy to see again. If it weren’t for the dreaded tramontana winds that apparently besiege the region in the winter months it’s a place we might be tempted to call home.
Video sound track: Dolomites Dance, by Ralph Towner
Ride stats today: 39 miles, 2,200’; for the tour: 1,243 miles, 79,900’
Today's ride: 39 miles (63 km)
Total: 1,243 miles (2,000 km)
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