by Whitney Allison
Quaint town of Limoux. This bridge goes over a river that bisects the village of ~5000 people.
Dinner out that evening meant I got my first experience trying cassoulet, a stew of white beans, duck, and sausage. It was incredibly simple, rich, and full of flavor. I have never had anything like it! We did also get to try the famous sparkling wine, Blanquette de Limoux.
We continued our morning with a really gorgeous 3 hour ride. The climbs here are generally nice and gradual and the descents are sweeping, fast, and fun.
Saturday was another incredible ride. I can’t get over how great the riding is in views, quality of roads, and terrain.
We so happen to be here during Carnival, which is every weekend, three times a day for 10 weeks. The festival dates back to 1604 and is conducted in Occitan, the original language of the area.
I definitely got put in a headlock while one of the performers rubbed a big handful of confetti into my hair! Worth it.
Sunday we did maybe the most scenic ride I’ve ever done on a bike, complete with a passing herd of sheep (Photo 5).
After we climbed for just about an hour and a half, we flew down an epic descent into a tiny village where Chris and Ande joined us. With the mountains, the scenery here changes in a moment, forming many microclimates, and unsurprisingly allows for a wide range of wines to be produced in these regions.
We then kept on and journeyed through to technically ride in the Pyrenees. We’ll check that one off the bucket list!
I’m a huge nerd, so I’ve really enjoyed getting to learn a bit about the area we’ve been in and the history. For my first time in France, minus a couple days in Nice as a kid, it’s been such a good introduction. We’re enjoying a final quiet day in Limoux before heading to Oudenaarde, Belgium tomorrow.