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Today we discovered something that makes cycling in France really unpleasant - Le Mistral. This is a crazy wind that seems to come from all directions, but somehow mostly a headwind, with gusts hard enough to knock you sideways, or sometimes bring you to a dead stop, even when pedaling as hard as you can.
It’s kind of hard to explain so here’s a picture of what the day was like…
Crest’s sight: France’s tallest donjon. Otherwise Crest is a small, kinda shabby small town full of artists, hippies and drunks. Kind of like the Berkeley of east-central Rhone.
To get to Crest’s sight. We pass.
One of my new favorite signs - artisan boulangerie. But no boulangeries or nuttin open in Crest tonight, so pizza for us.
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