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| Back at the Tumulus de Colombiers-sur-Seulles. |
I am cruelly awakened at 6am, after too many beers the night before. Time for a coffee, then I'm off, seventy miles today, and the hangover is not helping. From Caen I head west, reversing my route of last year. It is nice to reach Bayeux and feel I can stop to sightsee, where previously I was worrying about missing the boat.
I follow last year's route all morning, stopping at Noron la Poterie for a fine lunch of merguez and potatoes done many ways. Then at Saint Lo I break new ground, joining an official cycle route, this will take me all the way to Cherbourg. At first I ride along the river Vire, so flat, good. Shame it is a British style gravel path.
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| Cycle route along the river Vire. |
Again it is very hot, I am drinking a lot of water, which becomes a problem as France seems to shut on Sunday afternoons. Fortunately I stumble upon a boules rally in Saint Fromont, they've sold all their water, but somebody has opened a mysterious roadside cabinet with a tap inside. There is a sign here for my destination, Carentan, which is good as I am tiring.
Sadly it proves to be a long way still. I think the heat isn't helping, am sure my muscles shouldn't hurt this much. Seems to be affecting the brain too, at the hotel the receptionist explains the usual stuff, but I just stand there like an idiot. Carentan is nice though, more great food (All you can eat saucisse sec! Trou Normande!), and the marina makes a pleasant spot for a beer or two before bed.
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| Restaurant in Carentan. |
Photos to go with this post can be found here.
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