Today we started with an hotel breakfast, thankfully. We had our fill if fruit, cereal, bread with meat & cheese, coffee and chocolate bread.

After loading up it was off through the old town again to pick up the ca Al route to the EV15.

Along the way we met up with an angry Swiss German, angry at the maps and signage, not at us. As we have found out the signs show small villages that we can not see on Google maps while browsing. He however was using printed maps which helped even less.

After listening to him rant for 10 minutes we left him to it.

The ride into Strasburg was long straight and flat.

As we approached the city the sound of the traffic increased. It’s surprising how you get used to the peace while on the remote paths snd then hate the noise of traffic.

At one point two drivers tried to run us off the road as we were not as quick crossing the road as they thought we should be.

We tried booking a hotel in Strasburg a Kobo but booking had run out of the offer. Jo rang ahead and was told they had plenty of room. So we navigated our route to it.

The hotel was in a modern building and the reception was on the first floor, the entrance to the stairs was locked so the only way up was via a lift. No hotel for us.

We decided to give the city a miss and head off to a campsite.

Another 7kms we arrived at the campground to see a notice saying it was complete ie full.

We waited in turn hoping they could fit us in. Finally we are served, yes there was space near to a school camp. We weren’t going anywhere else so gladly accepted it.

The campground had a restaurant so no cooking tonight, just as well as we have no food..

We departed after out typical French breakfast. No eggs, bacon and fried bread, nor fruit and cereal, just bread, jam, coffee and croissants. Although our coffee came in a large cup and not a bowl.

Again another flat day of riding, well mainly flat. The trail varied from following canal paths, along the Loire levees and quiet country roads. The canal paths run alongside the canal lateral de Loire.

There were a few uphill section which we are now able to ride up instead of having to get off and push our bikes up.

We passed close to another atomic power station today, the closest so far.

It has been threatening to rain all day so we decided to take a mobile home this evening. A good call as it started raining shortly after we arrived and has rained on and off all evening.

We always seem to take longer packing up when we are not camping in a tent.

I think the problem is that we tend to spread and in a tent there is no room to spread.

Since leaving Orlean the towns and villages have been smaller with less elaborate chateaus. The ones we pass now are not much more that glorified farms.

The trail yet again is fairly flat. We were both startled this morning as two deer who were quietly grazing in the field beside us decided we were a threat to them. They both took off in different directions, one crossing the trail just in front of us, the other racing across the wheat field.

Jo was concerned that we had separated both of them, but in fact their instincts kicked in. The best bet for survival was to separate and possibly confuse their attacker. Hopefully at least one of them, if not both, would survive as the attacker tried to decide which way to go.

The highlight of the day however was crossing the Briare canal bridge. This bridge carrying the canal was built by the Eiffel company and once was the longest iron canal bridge in the world.

We arrived at the campground for tonight about 3.00 but the office wasn’t open until 5.00. We took a look around and weren’t very impressed with it. We took shelter as it started to rain. The rain became a downpour and with the waiting around We checked to see if there was any other accommodation available nearby.

A chamber d’hote 5 minutes away convinced us the ride in the rain would be worth the effort. So off we went and had a dry night in a quirky bedroom, with sloping floors, giant roof beams and shuttered windows.

Today we are planning to up the mileage a bit as we have been dawdling along most days.

We had decided not to go into the old town on the way out, but we saw an impressive church and we’re drawn to it.

30 minutes later and we were on our way again along the bank of the Loire.

But we were soon querying the route as we should have crossed the river, but the directions were pointing the opposite way.  Was this an alternative route and where should we have crossed.

On checking our maps, Google and Garmin we realised that the signs are pointing us up a path leading to the bridge across the river we had just ridden under.

All is good with the signs.

Most of the say is spent riding along the levee, if this had been Holland it would be a Dyke and we would have been bikes on dykes again.

The celebrations last night finished at 11.15 so not too late getting to sleep. We put our tarp as a cover to the tent which again helped keeping the tent dry, although it didn’t rain as hard as the previous two nights.

Our first stop was just up the road to get breakfast.

Then most of the day was fairly flat riding again.

We passed so beautifully scenery, including an atomic power station. I think perhaps only the French can build such an ugly and possibly dangerous building in an area of such beauty.

We also passed more chataux and monasteries.

We arrived at Orleans just as it started to rain. It was either good timing or just good luck.

After a shower and rest we went into town too have a look around.

There were some ugly tower blocks on the outskirts but in town there was a mixture of old and new. Orleans wasn’t the best town we’ve visited, but there again it wasn’t the worst either.

We stopped to have some chicken and chips before heading back to the hotel. We had only taken a few steps before the rain started. By the time we got back the rain was quite heavy and we were soaked through . So much for going out without the umbrella.

Today we were going to have a late start as we didn’t have to checkout until midday. However we were on the road by 9.30.

It was a bit cooler to start off with, but the temperature was on the way up.

Today’s ride followed the river most if the way so was fairly flat and easy going.

Being Sunday the shops were closed so we would have to find somewhere for lunch today.

Right on cue when we both feeling hungry we came into a small town with both a restaurant and a patisserie open. We chose the patisserie for flans and apple juice.

While we were eating I spied a woman with some bread, I asked where she had purched it. She told us that the shop was down the road opposite the church.

If only we’d known before.  But we also made a stop there to purchase a second lunch.

Having done little research about the area we were both surprised and in awe of the Chataux that appeared as we entered Aboise.

Our campground was situated on an island in the middle of the Loire. As it looked like a storm was due we booked in at the camps restaurant for dinner. Before taking a walk around the town.

As we sat eating the first of the rain came down, ee squeezed the tables together to ensure Jo didn’t get wet.

We timed our meal just right, as by the time we’d finished so did the rain.

We got back to our camp site in the dry but thunder was rattling all around us.

It was not long before the rain restarted and a full on thunder and lightning stormed passed right over us.

I had disappeared into the tent and enjoyed the show from there, while Jo sat under our tarp watching.

The storm lasted nearly two hours and it was well after 11 before we settled down for the night.