Day 6 - The Legrand Festival
With the sun shining we set off from Millau, stripped and in our summer gear. This was regretted for the first 2 hours riding in the shade of the gorge and wooded hill sides. It later warmed up to a sweltering 26 °C.
The roads were much more major with a lot of heavy traffic resulting in 'spirited' overtaking. (Although there were still some superb bends to contend with.)
The approach to Legrand was through an orchard (which was on the process of being watered) .
The village has a population of about 20 and an annual festival, which had been going for 800 years and is a big deal and it is tomorrow. So the restaurant (singular) and bar (singular) are closed for the night. All the while preparing food and drink for tomorrow.
Back to the bikes for a 5 mile ride to the big town for a panini and some carry out patisserie. John was upset that the Kebab shop wasn't open till later.
Returning to our lodgings the barrier was raised and we rode our bikes through the active boules pitch while being applauded by the players.
Again being refused beer, (if i serve you, the whole village will come and want served !) I am left being reminded of the Monty Python 'Cheese Shop Sketch'
With the sun shining we set off from Millau, stripped and in our summer gear. This was regretted for the first 2 hours riding in the shade of the gorge and wooded hill sides. It later warmed up to a sweltering 26 °C.
The roads were much more major with a lot of heavy traffic resulting in 'spirited' overtaking. (Although there were still some superb bends to contend with.)
The approach to Legrand was through an orchard (which was on the process of being watered) .
The village has a population of about 20 and an annual festival, which had been going for 800 years and is a big deal and it is tomorrow. So the restaurant (singular) and bar (singular) are closed for the night. All the while preparing food and drink for tomorrow.
Back to the bikes for a 5 mile ride to the big town for a panini and some carry out patisserie. John was upset that the Kebab shop wasn't open till later.
Returning to our lodgings the barrier was raised and we rode our bikes through the active boules pitch while being applauded by the players.
Again being refused beer, (if i serve you, the whole village will come and want served !) I am left being reminded of the Monty Python 'Cheese Shop Sketch'
We sit drinking our soft drinks and eating our patisserie as the black rain clouds roll in.
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