
I slipped out of Mende – which is something of a mountain biking hub – this morning via the Old Town, where several shops have the same pro-cycling-message sticker in their window (pic). Not that this passer-by looked too pleased about it.

After twenty miles of so of climb, on a lovely sunny but fresh day, I reached the col marking the watershed between the Atlantic and the Med (pic). It would have felt more remote and thrilling, had it not been for the Carrefour supermarket half a level k up the road.

Clearly, then, it's all downhill from here. Maybe. But the next 25km from the watershed to my destination of Villefort certainly was: many miles here and there without pedalling. And it was all a nice shallow gradient, enough to freewheel, but steady enough that you could enjoy the view (pic).

Sadly, I've seen well-informed comment that says he never owned a bike during the time he worked on his ground-breaking theories.
I didn't have any grand theoretical insights as I freewheeled down 15 miles to Villefort. I was only thinking of a nice cheap hotel, dinner, and a glass of wine. All of which I duly got. QED.
Miles today: 36
Miles since St Malo: 706
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