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... France for Calais.
It would be faster and shorter to ride straight across France, but then the autoroute charges start to stack up quite alarmingly. I'll just see how far I can get before finding an overnight pit stop.
But first, last night's dinner. The Hotel del la Poste in Corps is a grand Belle Époque hostelry with astonishingly ...
... great things here from communications, to medical technology and several other things. I knew Eldon would enjoy this, but I enjoyed it more than I thought I would.
We left CERN around 11:30 and drove to a grocery store and got a nice baguette, cheese, salami and olives. We still have a half a bottle of wine, so we have everything we need for lunch when we once decide to stop at a nice spot.
It was ...
And then a most interesting discovery...a large, dusty corner of the market is devoted entirely to the sale of live animals, primarily poultry, but several plump lapins (yep, fuzzy little bunny rabbits) also in their cages, awaiting the fates! Row upon row of the above-named La Bresse chickens (in their live state) and their lowly brothers, the regular poulets, geese, canards, ...
... been there forever.
After our last campsite experience, you might think we would be making straight for a hotel the next night. Mais non! We actually were longing for our own clean tent and fresh air after the bad bungalow. After a 45 km cycle, we found the municipal campsite just outside the village of Verdun-sur-le-Doubs and it was lovely - lots of trees and grass on ...
... river which allowed us to see the tunnel from both sides.
Shortly after that, we left the départment of the Doubs and entered the Jura. We often see a few cattle on the riverbanks, mostly the big, cream-coloured Charlolais, wading through the water and drinking. It always looks to me like an Old Masters painting.
We had a picnic lunch just outside the tiny village of Osselle. We just made it ...