I guess when the weathers nice and I’m fit and able, there is less to write about..

Today marks the last day I’ll be riding along the French Mediterranean coast. In some sense, it’s everything one would expect; crystal clear, rich blue water, beach and sand for miles and miles, broken only by wetland and lagoons. Here and there a harbour houses hundreds of sailboats and the whole way is lined with hotels, boutiques, restaurants and other tourist necessities. Sometime midday yesterday, the wind oh, so graciously switched to a slight WSW flow and provided me just the ride I had been seeking. With a rest day in the back pocket and wind on my back I cruised near 100km. Still keeping one eye on the knee I stopped to take breaks at some interesting points but with the wind and weather so inviting, I couldn’t help but take detours all along the way. 

As it was Sunday, it took some effort to find a cup of coffee, but when I did, the people were very generous and fed me and even gave me local souvenirs. The red cap didn’t last long before I pinned it to a bulletin board, but the stuffed flamingo so far has found a place to sit right on the helm. 

With the grocery store closed, I resorted to Panago Pizza for their limited offer stir-fry chicken pizza. I then migrated to ‘Dons for a phone charge, and a customary cone, and was appalled by how pitifully petite the thing was and then they charged me almost 4 bucks!? Never again…

Actually, I’ve noticed how small the ice-cream serving are here, and I’m not impressed, I’ll be sticking to the small tubs at the grocery. 20 times the volume for the same price, I don’t need your fancy cones!

Today was also a blur of a day. I woke up on Agde mountain - an old volcano, next to a over-fortified watch tower, now used primarily for spotting wildfires. I basked in the sunrise and 360 degree view before descending back into the lowland, headed north along the lagoon laced shoreline. 

In my estimation, the distance for the day wasn’t too great, and the route would be marked the whole way, so I took a bit of a back seat approach and enjoyed the sunshine. It’s still March and it feels like Canadian summer! The locals call this winter and everyone dawns a coat, often even through the hot afternoon. I can confirm however, that the sea is still very cold.