
Nantua, France
With only the Dutch biker on site in his tent we left the blinds half open last night, and this morning when we wake the leaves in the trees around us are glowing Autumnal in the morning sunshine.
Over breakfast we re-check our route, as when we looked last night we thought we’d made a mistake. We set off at 10:10 with a long drive ahead.
The first part of the journey is through thick forest which eventually gives way to lots of fields of white Charolais cat...