Today's ride was 61.1 beautiful miles and 3904 feet of happy climbing through Limousin. I climbed for nearly an hour at the start of the day which was a bit knackering, but hardly saw a car.
Even the cows were rather spectacular
The road undulated through forest and a military zone with some rather alarming signs
Bob's tarte du jour was an apple turnover which rapidly vanished into tree trunk replenishment
This was an impressive Benedictine abbey at the appropriately named Saint-Angel
Definitely some bad singing today - the hills are alive...
Another potential mozziefest campsite..
Rather proud of this evening's culinary efforts
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