Leaving Besançon is not easy in any direction except by boat. It is in the river bend etched 230m into the surrounding limestone area. We clamber up the steps and then the road. For some reason appropriately there are two sets of stations of the cross over the last 50m until we get to the Chapel de Notre Dame de Buis. This is largely reconstructed post WW2 with some nice stained glass of the period.
Once up the top we undulate up and down a bit through pleasant woods and fields with cows. As we start to descend from our high point of 535m into the limestone valley of the Loue river with its multiple outcrops, we are distracted from our piste cycliste by the geological oddity of the stream that flows both ways, a sink hole and a subterranean river combine with various amounts of rain to overflow backwards into the stream normally filling the sink hole.
The town of Ornans is strung out along the river and seems proud of its fishing. Eventually we reach our chosen campsite and after washing and the usual stuff, cower out of the sun near the bar.