30. May 2014 19:03
30.05.14 Friday Nogarro to Aire sur l'Adour.
The really well run and designed gite comunale in Nogarre provides us with an excellent rose wine to go with dinner (rice salad with chicken carried all day) and the grass at the back is fine. The cars go home from the race track at a sensible hour and the frogs take over, more of them later, they went about their business in a pool over the fence loudly and we hope with great enjoyment.
We are probably first off in tje morning and no one overtakes us! But we see familiar faces waiting for us when we arrive in Aire sur l Adour. Thus confirminng our suspicions that Claudine the baggargist (camino term for a motorised organised bagge mover, to further along the route) or others have been shifting persons over the muddier sections of the route. We retain the moral and historic high ground but have met people following and enjoying the route by various means and it is great to see so many diverse people from different nations with a common interest.
The usual vinyards , corn fields and stained glass windows in little churches pass in a blur of mud and tarmac until on the outskirts of A sur l'A we meet all the frogs from last night, in a ditch. The new version of the old "mad as a box of frogs" is ;"Loud as a ditch of frogs" Hopefully one with a better picture of the organs of sound will post it shortly.
The promised rain arrives in large gobbets and in between we shop for food for today and tomorrow and have a look at the local cathedral. Quite active and being carefuly restored.
The campsite by the Ardour is excellent and Tims fish stew is appreciated by all. We gorge ourselves having bought food as the thought of carrying it all is depressing