27th Sept – As there was no surf, I set off to la Rochelle, the home of French sailing, about 1.5 hours south.  La Rochelle is a beautiful town.  There are 3 large harbours full of sailing boats and activity everywhere.  An old white stone town with lots of tourists sitting in bars and restaurants.

There are cycle lanes everywhere including on all of the roads which is good and I cycled around one of the big harbours and stopped every now and again to improvise a workout when no one was looking, with pull ups from branches, one leg squats off a low wall and dips of railings etc.  I did a big loop and cam back to the town centre, where everyone was watching their local rugby team play Stade Francais (the Paris team).  I had a beer with some of the locals and hoped for a La Rochelle win and a party, but unfortunately they got walloped.

At about 6pm I decided that I’d drive south again and set off.