Another day, another river

No blogging yesterday due to non availability of wifi and I think it will be the same again tonight.

Yesterday I set off from Pont d’Ouilly under a dark grey sky in the direction of Flers. The profile of this section on the website suggested undulating countryside but although the climbs weren’t as long as the day before they still tested the legs. Everywhere is so green and there is virtually no traffic on the roads.

Whoever devised this section of the route definitely has a sadistic side to them. Every time I got nearer to Flers there was yet another detour up a hill, through a village shrouded in drizzle, and back down to the valley.

I was starving by the time I got to Flers so I stopped and had chicken with rice and tarte Normande. Flyers marked the end of La Suisse Normande where I must have left behind a few litres of sweat.

In the afternoon I took a cycle way along a disused railway line through forests and alongside the Varenne. Domfront is an ancient town on top of a steep hill. I was halfway up the hill before I realised I had taken a wrong turn but still got a view of the old castle.

I continued to St Fraimbault, a pretty village known for its floral displays. I reported to the Mairie and discovered that my accommodation was actually upstairs. The decor (and the mattress) were very 1970’s but I slept soundly.