As it was so hot, I hitched a lift for 20 miles to the edge of the Forest of Argonne. I chose that drop off as I thought a forest would be cooler, not realising the historical significance. It was where trench warfare began and ended and where thousands of soldiers died.
One of the most moving places I’ve seen during my travels on a bicycle.
Today’s campsite was definitely one of the best ever. Camping Domaine du Buisson was in Louvemont also known as the middle of nowhere. Our pitch was by the side of a fast running stream with resident Coypu families.
Lots of this happening on this holiday:
And this:
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