It rained all morning but when it rains there tends to be no wind so it is not all downside.. My galoshes were excellent keeping my feet warm and dry. Once out of Bordeaux I was immediately into the grand chateaux of the Medoc - names you have heard of Rothschild, Margaux etc.
The rain stopped and the wind picked up in my face again and I was starting to feel sorry for myself when I came upon a party of American cyclists on some kind of "cycling for softies " type tour. I passed them all going up a hill and when I asked them where they had started from They said it was it was Macau (about 20kms) At the bottom of the next hill when I stopped to take a photo they were being collected in a van. It kept me going all afternoon despite a strong headwind.
They were very nice and admired my Brooks B17 saddle but weren't too impressed with the rest of the gear. I wished them "bonne route" and "Bon courage" which they reciprocated and then they turned up in the same campsite about half an hour later- but I got there first by getting a map from tourist information.
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