Day 23 Carcassonne to Aramits

The train from Carcassonne to Tarbes was interesting. Nice train but ruined by the tripping/stoned youf who sat with us and our bikes with their two dogs on bits of string. The dogs were nice but the yoofs stank. It reminded me of work.

It was a depressing experience.  I've never seen such a collection of pharmaceuticals.  Our travelling companions couldn't have been much older than 20 but I wouldn't bet on them making it past 25.  The guard should have kicked them off the train for at least not having a ticket.  It was not "d'accord" and asking them  not to smoke the largest spliff in the world until they have left the train isn't going to help.
The cycle from Tarbes to our current campsite has made up for it. By far the best cycling we've had. I like the Pyrenees. 

And there are plenty of opportunities for Richard to pun....

 

on the road to Tarbes

 

The campsite is perfect and I'm about to eat a salad accompanied by some very nice local wine.

And it gets better.  The campsite has its own bicycle cleaning and maintenance area.  The owners know the way to a girl's heart.

49 miles
12.7 average
40 max
4 hours 30 mins