Le Sauvage to St Alban sur limagnole – 13km
Steps: 29267
This morning I looked out the window and was greeted with a grey ole rainy day. I opened the window and promptly shut it again as an icy blast slapped me in the face. I told Mike to rug up warm.
After a hearty breakfast we were on our way, thankful for our wet weather gear. It was actually kinda neat walking in the rain when you’re all rugged up nice and w
arm.
We have a system. We bought some cheap ponchos from the $2 shop t weigh only 64g. These are great to throw on quickly in a light shower as they cover our packs and keep us from overheating.
Then on the cold and really wet days, we chuck our raincoats on, then the poncho, and we have a double layer. It’s worked well so far anyway.
It was an enjoyable day as we ambled along through forests, farmland, and little villages. Except I lost my gloves, dammit. I loved those gloves! Let’s hope there are not too many more cold days, although Mike has kindly offered me his.
We did a bit of singing today, changing words around to songs to suit our walk. We have both now settled into our walking holiday and are enjoying it.
We keep meeting people we’ve met before. We seem to be walking the same speed and distances as a man we met at the first gite in Montbonnet. Lynda called him mountain man because he eats horse and frog.
My sisters are about 15km ahead of us as they like to walk long distances. We may catch up with them or we may not. I find between 15km and 20km to be about right for us.
Tonight we are staying in a gite in st Alban sur limagnole. It’s very nice and we have a private room with a double bed. It’s the most expensive place so far, at 85 euros for the two of us, but that includes a four course dinner and breakfast.
It’s always a surprise as to what we get for the meal of the day. So far we’ve had lentils and sausage, chicken and polenta, paella, and pork with scalloped potato.
Excited to find out what’s on the menu tonight. Hopefully not lentils!


Our gite for tonight

He’s happy again…

Off to explore the town we’re staying in (aka searching for beer or wine)