Last night I visit St-Brieuc and there are some nice old stones...

This morning I’m leaving early because there is a bit of distance to cover. The path to reach the bike route doesn’t seem too clear so I decide to cut... Good idea it saves me a little climb.
Further on, the track climbs to 240m, but it’s a slow, gradual ascent.

I picnic at the entrance of the Hilvern gully. I talk with a family to whom I leave the table and the grandpa tells me that there are shops in Quillio. I make the detour to get some supplies and especially to fill my water bottle. When I arrive in Quillio, the only existing business is closed... I save water and drive to St-Caradec where only one bar is open... After half a litre of water from Plancouët and my bottle filled, I can finish my trip...
The old railway line that leads to Mur de Bretagne is as flat as the gutter. In spite of the heat at the end of a quiet journey...
I find Marc and Béné who arrive at the hotel almost at the same time as me.