After catching the train up the valley to Orleans, we found the traffic to be horrible and closed a camp site, so we quit the city and headed into the country. An incredible contrast. We were now cycling through green pastures and hay paddocks on a great flat riding surface with the sun streaming down above us and the wind at our backs. Magic stuff- this is what we came for. Grocery shop closed on Monday so we were forced to have pizza and frittes(chips) and a karafe of Beaujolais... Decadence!!
Tomorrow further on down river and if weather plays the game we expect more of the same.
Below pictures of our current location, the medieval town of Beaugency where Joan of Arc lived.
Pizza, fritte et Beaujolais - merci.
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