Grand Hotel Terminus Reine
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... couple of 'bonus' climbs before we arrived at the river. The route out of Besancon was a bit more trafficky but we managed OK without getting lost or losing each other! Once clear of Besancon our route has been a delight - mile after mile of undulating empty roads through a mix of woodland and farmland. Near the end of our day we came across a road closure at a railway bridge but fortunately the diversion was quite short.
132km on the clock for the ...
... the mighty river Saone. Three times wider than the Thames even though still 100 miles from the Mediterranean.
Stopped at Pontailler-sur-Saone and at Auxonne before reaching our winter berth at St Jean de Losne in Burgundy.
Our journey home commences by train with stops at Dijon, Troyes and Paris and finally the Eurostar.
Cheers for now!
PS Please go to my Facebook for more pictures.
... walls that surround the city proper. It is considered to be the largest continuously fortified town in Europe. In the 1800’s a citadel of military buildings was added contingent to the original wall, but a bit down hill. Those buildings are still there also but we didn’t get to them.
Diderot, the Frenchman who had the most to do with starting the Encylopedia in the Enlightenment spirit of the 1700’s was born in Langres. There is a statue ...
... this canal, we will have advance warning!
It was so rural that we had no real wifi coverage for almost the whole trip, which is one of many reasons why this blog is very behind times. We did manage to find satellite TV most of the time for the World Cup games, though one night we have watched it on the TV through the computer and one night the best we could do was the Guardian’s minute-by-minute on Stan’s phone. The lack of wifi is ...
... couldn't watch the pack, so I had no option but to continue on towards my destination. The only compensation from this sorry affair was that I used the ticket money to enjoy an ice cold beer and a hot, frothy coffee at one of those rare, open-for-business cafe bars I happened to stumble across less than 20 minutes later. I must admit to feeling a bit aggrieved about the way the abbey staff handled my situation, but I'll say no more on the matter for now.