Well first off I just need to say, plan your day, never overstretch yourself, and always know where you plan to get to… Ah, to hell with that.
Another 8am start although this morning I so didn’t want to get up, despite clock watching from 6ish, looking outside the ground was dry but visibility was none existent. I geared up and head out, it was something else, I was in the clouds, for real, no drugs?! One minute I couldn’t see anything, the next I was above the cloud and blue sky rained down on me. I was planning to finish my day in Aumont-Aubrac, a reserved 16km away. Once I reached Aumont-Aubrac, by eleven thirty I knew I should carry on. Well here lies the cock up! The next village La Chaze-du-Peyre, had a gite but it was only an hour on so I continued. Lasbros wasn’t supposed to have a gite but did, nope, closed. Les Quatre Chemins was supposed to have a gite, but it had burned down. Ferme des Gentianes, nope, fully booked… Rieutort-d’Aubrac, not supposed to have anything, and now I’ve set my sights on Nasbinals, shit they had a place and I was too stubborn to stop. Montgros, 3.5km from Nasbinals, 40km from Saint-Alban-sur-Limagnole (where I started this morning), I can’t go on, my feet and legs hurt, the chaffing is excruciating despite stopping several times to apply fresh talc.
I collapse on my bed. Then I inspect my feet, not bad. Oh but wait, the blisters are no longer on my feet! That’s right, now they’re just in my crack…
I ate a hot meal tonight, I say it like its a rarity, because it is.
Ps. Don’t tell my ma, but I walked 40km on a vitamin pill, 6 spirilina tablets, and two litres of water. I wonder if I could go further if I ate breakfast?