Month: July 2016

We followed a route but it ended up being a farm track. Then a field. Again!

Very high up and no barriers to a 500 foot drop.  At least. All in a day’s work.

True adventurers we are!  First attempt at the use of the “Tarp”.  It was raining so to make dinner (I think it was duck a la orange) we needed cover.  Well this was it!

Tarp = Prat = Trap

First

We came across a delightful number of villages and towns north of Nice.  Colamars was a medieval town with a walled surround.  Of course full of quaint shops and hardly represented the way it used to be but what the heck.

Nice panini and coffee nearby tho.

WARNING – Mature Themes.  Well, not really.

The day started badly.  Firstly Sooty declared his in house urinal system (p1ss bladder) had failed.  This meant there was cleaning needed of his tent floor etc.  A bit of gaffer tape and some general engineering solved problem with the unit!

Then I found I had broken a tooth.  Nothing painful but a part of my molar had gone.  No idea where it went – maybe I swallowed it in the night.  Supposed to be good for fibre intake apparently.

After that, Sootys bike fell over.  CRUNCH.  Helmet bounding down the hill and a broken brake lever but nevertheless rather a spectacle for the rest of the campsite.

This wasn’t the end of it.  On riding through the mountains, we were forced to retrace our steps by some 20km because the route went from a road, to a dirt track, to a rock road to a field.  Bad route planning you might say but it was the cows and pigs on the way that created most concern.  I wasn’t sure if they were going to charge us, kick us or what.  I don’t like cows with horns.  Or any cows for that matter.

Once on a major road we decided to crack on with some km’s.  Stopped, turned the screens upside down for more air as it was nearing 40 degrees heat.  Then pulled off to get to a beach and take in some fluid.  As we approached the beach we were confronted with a ‘naturite plage’ sign.  Not really knowing what to make of it until we were presented with a barrier and let through and then some mature gentleman crossed the road with his wedding tackle swinging in the wind!  THEN we realised the full extend of our route planning mistake.  Off like a shot, I can tell you.

We are not prudish in any sense but it was the surprise of it all that was the problem.

Once we found a campsite we pitched up only to be told about 40 school kids were to watch a film show right next to our tents.  Oh well, put up with it we thought.  They were very gracious and their leader describing they were in ‘English’ territory and to be respectful.  Every person in the group said ‘Thank You’ at the same time.  A delightful group of youngsters.

Hope tomorrow brings a better luck. 🙂