July 31, 2022
To Péronne
Note: I’ve fallen behind, which is not that unusual but my efforts to keep up with timely posts on this tour have been complicated by thematic considerations. I've wanted to give a fair accounting of the cathedrals in both words and pictures and have been a bit overwhelmed in that task. As this is a site for bike journals, I’ve decided to continue with accounts of my daily rides and will insert the material on the cathedrals when I get back to Paris and have a bit more time.
And now on to the day's ride.
The day began a bit gray, gloomy and full of hiccups. It started off in a search for an open bakery or store to stock up on my daily provisions - I’d forgotten it was a Sunday and the start of vacation season in France and so spent a fair amount of time cycling from one closed bakery to another. Once stocked up, I made my way to the Chemin de Halage and Somme Cycle Route that I would follow to Péronne, my destination for the day. The Chemin de Halage is a popular walking and cycling path and it was quite busy this Sunday morning, requiring a lot of dodging and weaving that slowed progress. Eventually I made it to the wider, less populated Somme Cycle Route where I was able to relax and start enjoying the ride.

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The Somme River valley is rich in history, especially military history. Most notable is the 1916 Battle of the Somme which lasted five months during World War I, resulting in more than one million casualties and marking the beginning of the end of the Great War. I’d chosen Péronne as a way point on my route to Laon due to both distance and the presence of a highly rated museum on the Great War.
By the time I arrived at my hotel, there was less than an hour before the museum closed. I was a bit tired, and no doubt lacked the concentration needed to fully appreciate the historical information offered by the museum displays. I decided to change my plans in order to make time to visit the museum in the morning and so added an extra stop before Laon. I spent the next few hours finding a new destination and lodging and rebooking my stay in Laon.

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The railway survived to haul sugar beets after the war. These tiny little lines were quite common all over France between the wars, many if not all used to haul agricultural, industrial, or forest products. They lasted until the war surplus material they were built with wore out, and better highways were built.
Cheers,
Keith
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The day ended as it started - searching for food. One of the biggest challenges for those traveling through small French towns on a Sunday night in late July is finding an open place for dinner. Aside from a chicken and taco take-out, the only spot within walking distance was a mediterranean restaurant, an excellent option whatever the circumstances. It was a little before eight when I walked in to Le Méditerranée Sarl, only to find there were no tables available. The chef/proprietor could see my disappointment and said a table might open up in another twenty minutes, but no promises. I walked back to the town square and found a bench where I waited out the next half hour catching up on CycleBlaze journals. To my delight, a table was indeed waiting when I arrived back at at Le Méditerranée Sarl. After enjoying a fine meal of grilled lamb and couscous, I headed back to the hotel and tried working on the journal. It was a futile effort, however, and I was soon fast asleep.
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Today's ride: 46 miles (74 km)
Total: 2,017 miles (3,246 km)
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I too have been known to fall asleep while reading, or writing, journals. No reflection on the content, just on my state of exhaustion.
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