15.46 I was heading to St Martin-de-Fugères where I hoped I might find a campsite. I'd been a week riding by now and I was starting to think I could do with a rest day.
17.17pm No campsite but there was this very nice field, it was sunny and I was happy to be out of the saddle. I'd bought some cheese tarts and an onion one too so I had those for dinner, I thought I'd save the pizza slice I'd also bought that morning for tomorrow's breakfast.