Missing: Presume fed.

So it's Friday 27th April, about 4.30 in the afternoon and I'm on a campsite in a place called La Tarbardiere, right in the arse-end of nowhere! What a few days it's been. The weather's picked up hugely, and the wind has dropped off substantially. Over the last two days I've ridden over 130km, and am feeling great for it. I left Le Clos Clotture on Wednesday morning and headed out to a place called La Fosse Rouge near Chateau d'Olonne - the wind made it a bit difficult, but getting there was well worth it. It's right on the coast, and even thought the majority of the town was closed I did manage to find an open bar and an open restaurant. In the bar I ran into my first friendly face on the trip - a Scottish builder, originally from Dundee, though by the way he was washing back the Pernod I surmised that he had been down in France for quite a few years! He recommended a restaurant called Anguille Beach, strangely just off Anguille beach where I spent a happy couple of hours demolishing a tasty steak and (half) bottle of vin rouge. Wednesday was spent in transit from Chateau d'Olonne, through the Olonne area towards Notres Dames de Monts - it was quite easily the best day's riding that I've ever had. The weather was perfect, the sun was on my back, the wind behind me (and not of my doing before you at the back start piping up again) and the scenery amazing. I travelled through the old town of Olonne, past the new(ish) waterfront, then through a beautiful forest and the views just kept coming and coming. It really was fantastic. Last night was spent at Camping Le Dornieres. It's their low-season at the moment, so it's pretty quiet - just a few families in mobile homes, and certainly nobody else stupid enough to be camping. It's blissfully tranquil, even if the company leaves something to be desired. As an answer to someone's question on the blog, I have a general idea of the direction that I'm headed - at the moment it's simply Northish towards St. Malo, as I have my brother's stag do at the start of May. Each night I'm getting out my Allan Rogers book of campsites, working out what's open and in the general area of where I'm going, link it up to my satnav to see how far it is and heading for it the next day. It's a simple enough plan and, as yet, seems to be working well. As regard food, I'm typically either grabbing a croissant and a coffee for breakfast or having the leftovers of yesterday's bread with some jam, grabbing a couple of baguettes and nipping into a charcuterie for some cold meats for my lunch and having a salad with cold meats for dinner. It's quite healthy, but makes no mention of the myriad of ice-creams, crepes & sugary snacks thrown into the equation!! So that's it for now - unfortunately the battery life for my iPad isn't exactly ideal and it tends to eat the battery on my solar panel fairly quickly (which is kind of important for recharging the SatNav!) so I'll be off. Next post will probably be back in Jersey.