Day 6 Saint-Chely-d'Aubrac

Thursday 22 September and the day starts with the usual tartine for breakfast. Over breakfast my room mate comments on how walking must be easy for me as I am tall. To get the point across she strides manfully across the dining room floor. Very funny.

Last night was the usual shared meal though without the cheese course (thankfully as I am cheesed out). These are always great meals and a chance to try and follow the conversation. Though last night I was tired and grateful that an American did some translation as did our host who had taken on the place 2 years ago and maintained the gite and bar facilities but decided against the other more personal services provided under the previous management; my French companions had already roared with laughter by the time I had the translation. 

It is another hoar frost so sorry for all the photos but they are scenes of those long shadow mornings too good not to snap and share. 
Today I pass through the small towns of Nasbinals and Aubrac and as I start to drop off the Aubrac plateau I get a great view of the unfolding countryside yet to come.

At 32km today was my longest day in distance though with easy terrain so I felt good, especially after a hot shower; I even washed my t-shirt after 6 days of wear! Tomorrow is 16km then I have eight average days all around my target of 24km.

The landscape today resembles the Yorkshire Dales though the main animal here is the cow. There is a photo exhibition on in Nasbinals and the surrounding villages with various subjects but luckily there is some focus on local matters. 
At a practical level I am finding life easier now that I pronounce my name in a way that is easy on the French ear and tongue; An-ton-EE.

Nasbinals itself has a solid church and in it we find Saint James who gives his name to the pilgrim route I am on. If you want a more pilgrim view of the world look at my clueless camino blog; cluelesscamino.blogspot.com 
I have had a few requests for information on the underlying geology of the region; that is really beyond the scope of this blog but there are volcanos, or there were about 2 million years ago.


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