Sunday morning was again bright and beautiful but with a chill in the air, at least at the start of our ride. We went as far as Mouton before heading back via Fontenille and La Salle.
Coasting down the hill from the roundabout-under-the-highway and into Mansle was thrilling – I may not have reached over 50 kph like I did last week but I felt like I was flying.
Arriving home after stopping for coffee we were very pleased to find that Mo had been a good girl two days in a row – no protest puddles (or piles).
After lunch we hopped in the car and went up to Vieux Ruffec to watch the local cycle club in a race. It was the men only – no little ones or teens. The course was several km and they did between 7 and 10 laps depending on which of the three groups they were in.
It was sunny and very hot up on the plateau, except that the wind helped cool things down a bit. Had nice grilled steak with roasted potatoes for dinner.
Monday was a bit lazy for me, except that I did take Mo for a nice walk down to the campground and let her run off-leash at the hippodrome while Colin stayed at the house and made some phone calls.