Le Clos Cerdan
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... we’ll get to what it feels like in the Tour de France.
The plan was to take it easy today, keep the heart rate and power down and not get carried away with excitement of the race. We’re going to need to do that for at least a couple of more days so that we have energy to get us through the week. If we overdo it now, we’ll pay later. The plan worked. Dave, Terry, Paul and I rode together ...
... S-bends everywhere but fabulous views. Lunch at a very windy viewpoint, where the temperature had dropped from 30 to 18 very quickly. Wild horses and domestic cattle grazing together, then goats on the way down. After lunch, ignored a "less than 3.5 tonne" sign and climbed to 2420 metres before meeting a sign that said "less than 2.5 metres tall". We were defeated and turned back. Then drove through ...
... France and Spain, in the Pyrenees. Drove south to Perpignan, then west. Mountainous country and windy roads. We passed the walled UNESCO listed town of Villefranche-de-Conflent, a stop for "next time". Decided enough was enough and pulled into a camp site deep in the valley at Fontpedrouse, surrounded by mountains, and the roar of the river near by. Good sleep tonight, unlike last night, where the town hoons did a tour of the car park at 2 ...
The weather continues to get hotter! After yesterday's reliance on Snooper, I looked carefully at the map before we left. We followed the red tourist train along the valley. We passed by Puilaurens, yet another Cathar castle perched high on the mountain ridge. How did they build them? We found the aire in Quillan easily and having parked, we only had a couple of km to go to get our shopping. Smartie is sooo ...
... standing up. Mum was a little nervous and did it crouching. We went under a bridge and between high rock faces. Rapids came and went and the neighbouring boat kept splashing us. We got quite a speed up in places, hitting rocks and spinning. Then we hit a rock so sharply that Saskia and I did a synchronised backwards somersault into the river Aude.
It felt like it was flowing fast. I had the rope that ran around the dinghy in one hand, and Saskia's hand in ...