A long hard day cycling in the heat, temperature high twenties. It was nice to pass through familiar areas we had driven through and stayed in Marge earlier this year. Our campsite for the night, expensive at sixteen euros was diabolical. The reception building tired, the showers, we can't even describe. A young man from Loch Carron travelling by train to the alps was our companion for the evening. During the night a storm raged. where are you Marge?
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