Brantes

Yippee di doo dah!

I felt like a different person this morning. Having a shortcut lined up gave me more confidence but miraculously, all was well.

It was the most beautiful ride up the valley underneath Mont Ventoux. Every pedal stroke was purposefully driven without duress. And it worked. Brantes was this beautiful village implanted into the side of the hill on hairpin bends that took all the pain of climbing away. 

That was followed by a wonderful descent down the next valley and back home for roast chicken and rice at the boulangerie.

Chuffed to bits, I is! But not so full of beans not to need a power nap. 

This evening we've had dinner and then wandered up to the square to join the rest of the crew staying at our place. It's pizza night and the whole village is out enjoying live music and pizza. It's been a lovely evening of chatting and sipping Rich's beer.