Riding merrily towards Halte d’Entrammes, my stop for the night, my bike made a grating noise from the chain area but it hadn’t broken so I kept on going. I realised after a while that there was something wrong but plugged on to my destination.
One of my favourite TV programmes is Spiral, or Engrenages (gears) as it is known in French. Both words could be associated with my predicament. Some moronic angler must have left several metres of fishing line for me to run over and get entangled in my gears. Nearly 3 hours later and I had removed most of it but I had not brought the right sized key to undo the remaining wheel that was jammed.
Game over? No, step forward J-P, the proprietor of the establishment who said he would bring the right key in the morning. In the meantime he cooked me a superb meal and I settled down for the night in my tent bivouac.
Jon on a bike...La Vélo Francette 