That's your Lot...

A bit of bike maintenance is needed Friday morning before we wave goodbye, making our way through roadworks but at least in the opposite direction to the busy commuter traffic of Montauban. Soon on quiet country roads again, passing the distinctive tall frames supporting plum trees which produce prunes. By noon it is 31 degs in the shade. Our bit of shade is a grapevine trellised over a stone seat on the central square of the village of Castelnau-Montratier.
We sit out an hour of the heat, then sweat our way through undulating farmland to the River Lot at Douelle. A derelict campsite here, so we go for our second choice which means cycling in rush hour traffic through the large city of Cahors, not pleasant but the camp is a lovely oasis of calm a mile to the east of the city, big grassy, shady pitches, surrounded by peaceful fields.


After a reviving shower followed by a cold beer in the camp bar (that didn't touch the sides) we are re-humanised.


Miles to date:- 1979

Location:Montauban to Cahor