A Celebratory Lunch

Instead of the prescribed Semaine run today, we cycled with our London friends east along the Loire to Champtoceaux, a quiet little village on a hill, with a white limestone church and a panoramic view of the river east and west.

We had the roads to ourselves in the main without the hordes of other cyclists, and few cars. In fact a lot of the miles were along a tarmaced path running beside the river.

The lunch in the village bar restaurant was a treat for His Lordship's up and coming big birthday, and as you can see from the blip, the helpings were in keeping with the 20 miles to get there and the 20 miles home. The wine of course was a bonus, as was the Irish coffee afterwards.

Our dinner tonight is a picnic in our room of bread, cheese and tomatoes, and that is when we feel hungry again.

The best day yet in Nantes; with friends, cycling in the sun beside a river and through a landscape of corn fields and vineyards.
Nothing could be better.