Blue sky and sunshine this morning so after breakfast we cycled to Cazals, another medieval bastide town. We didn't see any peacocks today, just a deer trotting across the road followed by two young fawns.
Cazals is an attractive place with a large market square and a lake where you can fish, swim or hire a pedalo. We stopped by the lakeside for a small picnic. I love a proper picnic. Picnic blanket and cushions with a hamper packed with quiche, cheese, ham, bread, fruit,etc. Not forgetting a bottle of wine or two. Of course that’s not possible when you are travelling by bicycle. So we sat on a bench and ate dried prunes and a banana.
“An excellent source of energy,” I was told, “they will get you up that hill in no time.”
It had been a fairly easy ride into Cazals but there was a long, steep climb on the return journey. It was a relief to ride back through the shady woods to get some respite from the hot sun and for once there were no flies. The prunes worked a treat.