Pilgrimage Pt.9.
No snow is good. A minor sprinkling to the north; from my window I cannot see the direction of travel. Awoke at day break more or less and feeling a little more smelly. The wicking base level does the job required but over a few days I'll smell more rank.
The mushroom sauce was simply cream, garlic, salt, pepper and the meat glacie with these midget mushrooms was a great complement to a satisfying steak. I had planned, it being Friday, to look for females in Sauges, but then I realised I need all my energy for the long distance to cover today. No way as dramatic as Friday, but still a steady climb of 300 metres over 30 kilometres; Samedi. I retired around 9pm without a beer. I wrote to Glenn and Nick and sent a few text mothers way.
By 10pm everyone doing le Chemin was snoring gently. The light crept though my eyelids by 5am. I turned a few times drifting in and out of sleep, but now at 6:50am I am abluted, packed and ready for petit dejourner at 7:15am. The structure of the morning dictates the progress of the day. We should be able to complete 30 kilometres in less than 6 hours with a short café break half way. The main thing to keep the walking pace consistent is what energy I am providing my body. I think a pack of compote pommes, 3 banane and a wayfayerer biscuit. I have copious water which you can fill up on numerous occasions as you pass hamlets or farmsteads.
Time to relax into the morning eating breakfast and being overwhelmed with chattering French teeth passing the morning in unison; it is washing me in absolute French verbal and body language distilled. I am learning more than I did ever at school. You need a real situation to have to grasp what goes beyond the classroom or textbook.
Stated the day with the simple breakfast. Set off on a crisp morning to continue on the way. It is Saturday. Will relax into my steps today.
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