Painful wind

Yesterday's ride saw me leave Carcassonne following my mum's visit (aaahhh, and "Hello mum") direction and destination Toulouse. The journey was 100k, in a completely straight line and never deviating from the D6113, however this does not tell the story of the pain at all.

I've talked about punctures, rain and hills, though yesterday the wind played a major part in ly comedy of errors for the first time. Heading West-North-West, the wind was blowing East-South-East, in layman's terms, straight into my face. I've not looked up yesterday's windspeed (mostly in fear that it will turn out to have been nothing more than a breeze), but I can tell you it felt like a gale. Effort that normally powers me along at over 20k/hr was yielding only 12, and it took me over 6hrs to cycle the 100k...

Aside from this little moan, I'm afraid there's not much to tell you about of the route, it was fairly uneventful, bar the moment when I looked over to my left and could see Andorra and mountains of over 3000m. That was nice. The plan is now to mission across to Bayonne, a little over 300k, before taking a well earned day off in glamorous Biarritz and possible nipping to San Sebastien just on the other side of the France-Spain border.

I hope you are well, Ed