Les Jardins de l'Ocean
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... to start celebrating Jim birthday a bit earlier and headed up the dune for a beach BBQ and to watch the sunset.
Today has been a pack up and travel day and we are now sitting down after a nice shower on our campsite in Tours. The washing is in the machine, we are having a beer and just about to start dinner - steak baguettes with onions, mushrooms and salad with chips from the campsite bar. 2 nights here and next stop Paris :-)
Hope you are all ok. See you all soon xx ...
... our vehicle. Nothing happened to the vehicle and the same call girl was still out of business and I felt sorry for her in her high heel shoes and 30 degree heat. Somehow I had a different picture of this city in my mind and it is beautiful but its all in how you feel on the day and today Bordeaux didn't shine for me. So we set off out towards the Bassin d'Arcachon. We went just past it to La Cap Ferret and on this little bit of coast line is ...
... in the afternoon and we certainly saw grey skies, but nothing materialized (until evening)--I helped Lucyie out until Mios, where Peter was waiting and we did a re-group.
At about 11:30am the middle-of-the-packers starting arriving in Sanguinet where we found Mesfin, Wayne and Werner on a patio at a cafe. This was as good a place as any to stop for coffees and snacks so everyone pulled in as they arrived.
This was the point in today's ride where there was ...
We had a nice opening ride today, about 110 km of flat country. While it was nice to cycle on the flat, it was a bit boring. A lot of it could have been in eastern Ontario with fields of corn and soy.
We did see mounded crops which I thought were asparagus, but apparently are some sort of fruit, the name of which I did not recognize.
You will see pictures of ...
... towards the Atlantic coast - so much so that at times it was reminiscent of the prairies; indeed as the edges of the road ahead seemed to merge at the vanishing point one would be forgiven for doubting that we were still actually in France.
With my knee telling me it still hadn't fully recovered from an injury sustained playing ball hockey a few weeks back, half-way through the ride I opted not ...