We tidy up while it is still a cool 24C, say farewell to the owner, whose name we never did learn, and set off towards the Rhone valley. The road seems much less winding and narrow now we are in a fresher state of mind. Valvigneres is still tiny and the next town St Thome, perched on a mound, is so small that blink and you'd miss it. We reach the main D68 heading north through numerous towns on the west side of the Rhone. We stop briefly in a couple of them n...

A beautiful morning when we wake. The owner comes to work and Ali goes to ask if we can stay another night. As long as you like is his reply. He tells us he does not like working on Sunday but he has a large shipment to prepare for Tuesday when a truck will take 30 pallets to Montelimar to be carried by barge to Paris. He has 3 or 4 of these consignments a year. We set off with Ali's bike on the way towards Gras. The road climbs to 336m giving a fantastic ...

Some days seen to start badly and go downhill from there, mayby it's the 13th. We slept OK after 1:30 but there is no peaceful lie-in as firecrackers announce fete day to everyone in a 5 mile radius. The first problem is the reversing camera, which worked yesterday, not working today. Reverse light and sensors are OK so it's something more than a fuse. We plan a route toward Valence, but first we have to extricate ourselves from the aire, the town is shut off...

Today we intend to continue where we left off yesterday. We start by going up to the service point then set off towards Uzes and Pont du Gard. The first main town is Anduze where we see the steam railway's lattice bridge and hear the train whistle but don't see it. Anduze is a busy little place, with Italianate buildings along the river bank and a thriving centre. After a good few days of challenging roads today's straight forward 'A' roads are a pleasure; sm...

The book was right, it's a very popular aire. While Nick uses the free wifi Ali goes back into town for a look around and finds there is a market today. There are the usual clothes, foods and regional produce plus some live music, pot bellied pigs and a few donkeys ready to take people on the RLS tours. We leave Florac on the D207, a road known as the Corniche Cevennes, which sounds like a southwest rugby tournament. There is a long climb out of the gorges up...