This morning started early, when we pulled up the blinds of the beautiful Chambres D’Hote that we had stayed in in Pons, and sat in bed watching the swifts playing around the church tower behind us. We sat, scouring the weather forecasts, trying to see what would be the best route to take, as we … More Saddlebag of Memories.. Day 8 … Pons to Coutras