Sunday 25th May - Sainte Maxime to Canebieres - What do we do now?!

Following a luxurious lie-in, we headed into Sainte Maxime for a typical on the road breakfast but as a treat, added a café stop for hot drinks. Bought some simple fresh provisions and set off out of town for the climb on very familiar roads.

Saving our steepest hills till the end, it all seemed a little bit of a blur; it was a little hard to believe that the plan made on the 1st Gevrey-Chambertain Day, just over a year ago, had finally been fulfilled.

The final tally was 2,152km - we allowed our sweat and tears (of joy) to flow over the patio, tanks just a little empty for now . . .

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Closed Path

I thought that my voyage had come to its end
at the last limit of my power,---that the path before me was closed,
that provisions were exhausted
and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity.

But I find that thy will knows no end in me.
And when old words die out on the tongue,
new melodies break forth from the heart;
and where the old tracks are lost,
new country is revealed with its wonders.

Rabindranath Tagore