Much better organised for the Tour today! After breakfast we headed off in search of a supermarket where we bought a pole for our flag, folding chairs, a radio, lots of water and some lunch. Then went for a drive through some small villages on our way to our selected vantage point for the day.
Managed to get a park in a farmers paddock just a few metres from the road the race was on, then carried all a goodies a bit further down the road to a spot with not too many people. And got our chairs set up, stuck our flag in the ground and settled in for the wait. The caravan came through not long after we arrived and this time we got PILES of stuff thrown at us: t-shirts, hats, lollies, drinks, key rings, newspapers, packets of cakes etc etc. Ended up with an entire bag full of probably pretty useless stuff...but it was all free!
We had a few locals came over to ask where we were from. Even the Gendarme in charge of our section of the road came and chatted for a while. Great way to meet people!
The race was a team time trial,which was only 23 km long, so even before the race proper teams were doing warm up laps around the route, so we got a chance to see a few of the teams twice! But once again the race was not without its drama – one poor guy fell off and got left behind, so he cruised past a few minutes after his team had steamed by. Another team had all sorts of mechanical problems at the start and lost time. But a good race to watch as there were teams going past every 7 minutes for most of the afternoon.
On the way back (thanks to the GPS) we stumbled upon a village called Clisson where I was sent on a crazy drive through tiny little cobblestone “roads” that were barely wider than our tiny little Peugot! Much to our surprise there was a great big castle in the middle of town. So to help my nerves recover from the driving experience we stopped for a cold drink, wander round and photo opportunity and ended up having dinner....scallop tagliatelle followed by an enormous crème brulee...mmmm! Must do some walking tomorrow!
Then back to our B&B for the night. Just before we got here Dave yelled to stop as he saw something in a small creek. He thought they were giant rats, but then we decided they were otters, but turns out they are some critter introduced from Sth America...I'd love to tell you what they are but I didn't understand the french so can't translate!