August 2, 2019
Others have passed this way
La Voulte to Valence
WE are not alone. We were just brewing coffee this morning when Steph spotted a small heap of melon pips. Not ours.
I've often wondered, when we've been camping wild, if there's a cyclist in the next field. On a route like this, where hundreds pass, it's quite possible.
Well, today we found that there may not be someone just over the hedge but someone had definitely been here before. And since there's no other reason to be here, there's every chance that it was another cyclist - and recently.
No field for us tonight because we have ridden just the hour and a half to Valence and there we have had lunch and fallen asleep in a hotel bed. It's not a day off. It's just an afternoon off, with the chance of a rest, a break from the sun, and a chance to wash clothes and air sleeping bags.
Not all pleasures have to be Spartan to be agreeable.
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