Aragon Deux.Deux

The trouble with taking the non motorway route, is the number of 30kph areas you end up riding through. It can be a real pain in the arse, especially when you throw in the speed humps. That said, the ride was still enjoyable. 

I made it an hour down the road, after lunch, before I had to pull over and remove my jumper. The temperature had been slowly rising and Ginny was showing 30 degrees when I stopped. I switched to my fingerless gloves too.

The first part of the ride was dual carriageway. Cruising along at 70mph, Ginny drones like an aircraft. You know the sound when you go on holiday. It would be easy to nod off on a hot day like today. The flip was up though, to combat that. 

Negotiating the outskirts of Bordeaux was a bit painful, especially for a couple on a Suzuki, who appeared to have fallen foul of a fuel spillage, luckily not on my side of the road. I was soon out in the country and riding through a forested area. Don't ask me the name. Moustey sits in this area. I was practically the only vehicle on the road, which was great but it was quite bumpy.

I arrived at my B&B about 17:40. I'd just dismounted on the driveway, when the electric gates began to move and my host came out, pointing for me to park in his massive barn. As mentioned before, he doesn't speak English, so my 40 year old schoolboy French is being put to the test.  I probably understood 30% of what he said and he seemed to understand my replies ok. I know where the restaurants are and what time they open and he knows what time I want brekkie, so all's cushty.

Tomorrow I have about 330 miles to cover. Grizzly, my very own Michael Fish, will be giving me the weather lowdown later.  I don't think it's going to be that good. ☹

That's all for now. 

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