We decided that we couldn’t trust the forecast of rain for the day and left at 8 as planned. We had small sprinkles through the morning and then around 11:00 it started getting worse and worse. By the time we reached Beaulieu-sur-Loire, it was an absolute downpour. We looked at crossing the bridge, which had no separate cycle option and decided that was a no-go in the downpour, so into town we went for a break. We invaded the pub and were equally entertained by, and entertaining to, the proprietor and his clientele. We had some Frenglish laughs and an amazing lunch while the rain eased off. After lunch, the bridge was still scary, but at least do-able. We took the lane and made it across as quickly as possible.
When we were just one km from our campground, one of Brent’s front racks broke... and it broke bad. We’re now hoping to find a bike shop to buy a new one, or a welder to help fix this one.
Brent McGyvered a fix for his front rack using bits of an old chain and some hose clamps. He’s so delightfully manly. Sully-sur-Loire is 40km down the line and has a bike shop that is open tomorrow. Hopefully he can pick up a replacement rack or get this one properly repaired.
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