I slept soundly with the church providing protection for the gîte, and was only aware of a little light rain at times.
I needed to decide whether to stay and rest my blisters, or whether I should head out on the trail so that the last big mountain climb would be behind me. The urge to have the mountain climb over and done with 'won' and I donned my raincoat to step out in the light rain.
I was quickly surprised by the amount of broken twigs and branches along the route.
church of St-Jean-Soleymieux
The track started to climb more seriously- but I enjoyed being back on softer ground rather than tarmac. The route was well marked, and even though not too many people walk here, there were 'bridges' across tricky spots like muddy streams.
Crosses were a common feature on the whole Cluny route.
Evidence abounded for the windy storm the night before that I had slept through...
I reached Marols and lunched on comfortable seats by the church.
It became quite warm as I climbed as I was in sheltered forest quite a large part of the time.
|One of the trees I ended up clambering around....|
When he realised I was suffering from a blister (ampoule) Jacques was very considerate, holding up branches for me and such like. He also waited for me at the entrance to the village, showed me to the gîte, then went and searched out M Jolly, the 'responsable'.
The gîte was very comfortable indeed. There were two parts to it, the 'petit' gîte where we pilgrims were, and the bigger section on the other side where it turned out that the horsewomen were. This was our kitchen/dining area.
And this was the view out the back door. The sunshine was beautiful, but the wind was chilly!
The gite was right next door to the church.
It turned out that I had two companions for the night, Jacques and Nic from Holland (who for some reason I thought was from Belgium.) Nic hauled out an iPad from his pack, and diligently typed up the day's entry. He hadn't found any wifi on the route either, but had built up quite a collection of posts to send when he found the opportunity. We ate together at the nearby auberge that night, very fine French dining.
I loved the company this evening, but I did resort to earplugs to get a good night's sleep!