Corm to Marcilhac Sur Célé 24km
So far on this trip I have only lost a penknife and one sock. Today I left my bag of food in the fridge in the B&B. I set off down the road thinking to myself that my bag was light. I had been walking for an hour and a half and was along a minor road when the husband in his red van drove down the road towards me. He had set off to return it to me. Phew. Lunch was saved. I would have been hungry. What a wonderful thing to do. Thank you.
The bar at the back is just the right place so you can sit on the bench and rest your ruck sac on it. It does work – I tried it out.
The river has at sometime in the past carved out great rock wallsI was walking along the base of this one and there was a sign saying ‘Chateau des Anglais 12th century’ with an arrow pointing upwards. So I looked upGosh. There was no obvious way up to this that I could see. It was built right into the rock.
Some of them are built right up to the rock:
There are ten for dinner tonight. It was a bit too quiet last night on my own in the B&B. When I am camping by myself it is a different feeling. Somehow houses are designed to house people and their absence is obvious. My tent is too small for a second person!!