I leave Carcassonne late. Checking the internet and pondering on going the Pyrenees to Andorra. I was thinking of the two day climb into the hills. I could save a bit on a new camera but the savings would be used up on the number of croissants to get there and away. I head for Toulouse by the canal route. I end up on the wrong side of the canal on a small path with rose branches over the trail. The only thing to smell is my blood if I am not careful. Once on the paved trail riding was easier and in the shade.
Once again as evening came on I was hunting for camping. Here as in other camps I keep running into Hollanders. So thinking I could use a little Dutch as that is Cindy’s native language I asked the Hollander campers in the next spot over for a Dutch word to learn. They tried for four words and I got a glass of wine. Of the words they choose only two have stuck which is one word in Dutch (goedemorgen).
58.5 miles, 6:42 moving time, Max Speed 20.6, Moving Average 8.7,
Stop Time 5:56, Overall Average Speed 4.6, Start 9:30 and 21:00 Accent 1118 Feet Sunny hot day.
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