Another day in the rain. We walk to the sound of rain hitting our rain hoods, hopping between mud puddles and scraping mud from our overweight, muddy shoes. The slippery slopes took us the bottom of Langres’ ramparts that appeared through the mist, like a medieval vision, 1500 feet above. We are looking forward to a day of rest. Pictures when we get internet.

Topography is getting wrinkly in this stretch, then it looks like it flattens out until you get to the Prealps. That last 1500 ft will set you up for a good rest and decent food in Langres.
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I continue to be amazed that you are making this walk. Truly remarkable!
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Good for you! Keep on trucking we are proud of you Sandy
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Keep trucking!
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