Pilgrimage Pt.9.
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 str...