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Lao Tzu

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17

La Clayette

13.34 and just after lunch. This was the view from the restaurant terrace. The food was good though I ended up having to rush at the end because some guy was pollarding the plane trees just outside the restaurant under which my bike was parked!
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Pretty bike

I stopped to put on sun cream, notice the sun hat on the back of the bike. I also, luckily, double checked the map before riding back up the hill I'd come down - I didn't need to go back, this was the way on to Chateauneuf and Charlieu.

The road to Chateauneuf was just great: quite and lovely tarmac that meant I just flew and Chateauneuf was very, very pretty - with a nice looking Chambre d'hote on the outskirts of town, with a bridge and a river. I'd flashed through and was just climbing up a steep hill when I thought to just ask a pedestrian to confirm this was the road to Charlieu. Just as well I did because it wasn't, it seems I had just ridden, unnecessarily up a seriously steep hill. Piss. Still, the ride back down was fun.

I eventually got to Charlieu and found the campsite at the far end of town, I had a nice little plot, with spare plots nearby, in one of which I spent ages trying to hang my washing in a tree.

Dinner was fried egg, chips and frankfurters in the cafe at the campsite. Very tasty, though hardly very French.