Our itinerary and all our accommodation was arranged by Sherpa Walking Holidays.
We had quite a lot of rain in the night, but as dawn broke it revealed just a slightly drizzly morning.
The croissants were good and they declined to accept my offer of payment for last nights wine. My French really wasn’t up to clarifying that we had not paid for it.
A fresh loaf of dark doughy bread, some more tomatoes and a dry sausage purchased we headed off into the mist, soon passing under the A 75 autoroute.
As graffiti goes, I think was pretty good.
A mile or so after the A75 we arrived at La Chaze de Peyre.
It has all essential facilities.
And a little church in the square.
A short while later we reached the D987 road and the pretty little Chapelle de Bastide.
The countryside was changing from predominantly woodland to more arable land with friendly livestock.
And then to a much more open landscape.
I haven’t shown you the way mark signs. They frequently appear on walls, trees, buildings and make the written descriptions of the path almost unnecessary.
Although I loved walking through the woodlands yesterday this spacious open land has its own charm and lots of beautiful cattle.
Isn’t she gorgeous!
Between la Fouelle and our destination we were reminded of the Yorkshire Dales but these occasional massive boulders distinguished it from the more familiar British landscape.
And the lichen encrusted walls were of granite.
In this part of the world most buildings are roofed with attractive curved slates.
The red-berried sorbus are the main remaining trees and positively glow in the landscape.
By 12.30 we had walked 11 miles and we lunched here. It was hot and sunny now and the views were fabulous.
Before reaching Nasbinals the path drops down to a river near Montgros and we walked along the totally quiet D900 to cross this pretty bridge.
As we climbed up to our highest point of the days walk at 4000 feet I chatted to French man in his 70’s who was meeting his granddaughter in Nasbinals. I managed a good 20 minutes of simple conversation, which I was rather pleased about.
And I said hello to another donk,
We were both pretty tired by this time but this didn’t tempt us.
Though from the look of Bobs big toe, we might have problems tomorrow. Stop reading now if you’re squeamish.
Ok, I need to concentrate now. We had a weird starter of a savoury bread thing with ratatouille followed by thin cut pork chop with disgusting cheesy potatoes followed by an excellent chessboard which we destroyed , then a choc mouse.
And then it all got out of hand.