It was a delight to have a bit of a lie in this morning, then after breakfast I decided to explore Langogne as my shoulder is still too painful to carry a rucksack

Actually as a task that didn’t take too long. It’s a nice enough little town but judging by the number of shut up shops and houses for sale, if I come back in a few years time I get the feeling that there will be tumbleweed blowing down the main street.

I spotted the top of the church tower sticking up above the other buildings

but inside it was very dark and the fabric of the building appears in a poor condition.

I should say a few words about the Beast of Gevaudan as this is the area it roamed and terrorised. Nobody can quite tell you what it was, it was a bit like a wolf but wasn’t exactly a wolf; you get the idea. I believe it was killed in the eighteenth century but lives on as posters, postcards, models etc. etc.. Here it is represented in scrap metal.

Once you get back from the main part of town there are some nice old green roads like this

in fact La Regordane goes through here which is a traditional trade route linking Paris with the Mediterranean coast that goes back at least to Roman times and is now also a national trail.

8 September 2014