Less than 100 meters from our house starts a path that leads into a forest. A few hundred meters higher, a fork. On the right, to the village centre. On the left, towards a forest of the Master of Rouxy. I take to the left. Pleasant ascent in gentle slope under the beeches and the spruces. Until I reach the forest, whose entrance is blocked by a tree broken down by the storm. It is necessary to pass under it and climb about a hundred meters, on a very steep slope, without clearly marked path, by crossing over cut branches, trunks of trees, or by sneaking under. I reach a nice gently sloping trail that joins a few moments later a track that becomes a road that brings me back to our house. 4 kilometres in total. One question: Have I been “mountaineering”? Because “mountaineering” is forbidden – beyond the question of being within 1 km of home and for a maximum duration of one hour. A radius of 1 km, Geoportail, on the Internet, has an option that allows to say it. As far as one hour is concerned, a watch is made to tell this! But “mountain” or “not mountain”? It seems that it is up to the gendarmes to decide and therefore to issue tickets or not – why are you laughing? This morning, on this course, neighbours told us they heard… drones, watching potential walkers or joggers…

But since it’s forbidden to prohibit, then I got my motivation back. I don’t talk to anyone except at least ten metres away. I will have a mask, when masks are available – for the time being I wear a Buff. 65 km (40 M) this week, 569 km (355 M) since January 1st. And they want containment for the aged until 2022? They might as well put us in «old aged homes» right away! Thanks to the Virus, there will be room in those places!

About Virus, Frimousse’s Mistress coughs a lot and is very breathless. Our doctor says it may be a weak form of the disease. But… I should be sick! And I am, for the moment, in great shape.