Ah - The shortest segment, 75 miles. After awakening inside the huge room in hotel, carrying the bike down 3 floors on stairs that are wooden, slippery, and sloped, in stocking feet was a challenge. They had a bit of cakey-bread, some chocolate cake like treat, juices. That was breakfast. It was cloudy when we set off at about 6:30am. No lights, no vests. Initially we were treated by the long starting descent that we had earned by that challenging - long climb last night up to Mortagne. Then a few more hills, until some drops of rain started, as the land was settling into a bit less rolling, ie became flat. As usual the road surface was good. Now the drops became a bit for common. After about 3-4 climbs, I fell behind Mike due to the climbs. It was a fun day to ride with the light sprinkles and clouds keeping us cool. As sprinkles picked-up, I stopped to make sure my wallet/brevet card / phone baggie was zippered shut. It was not raining enough to have me place these items into the seat bag. I might need a better system to ensure these items stay dry if I do future wet rides. Around mile 25 I noticed my rear derailleur was not shifting right. It seemed to be only moving between 2 sprockets and then not consistently. At about this same time I drafted from a rider that was moving well. That rider moved forward until he came upon some other rider and then settled behind him. I assumed they were a team and stayed in the back, out of the rotation. Then the better of the 2 riders ( the last one met), motioned to me that it was my turn to pull. I pointed out I only had 3 gears from front derailleur. So I pulled and I pulled as hard as I could for as long as I could from mile 28 to mile 32! By then only the stronger rider was left, a German. He pulls up beside me and says "that was the most fun I have had on this ride." Then I thought the shifer might be due to the coupler. But it wasn't finally made it to the last control at Dreux. There I left the bike with a mid 20-ish mechanic. I went into the control and to eat. When I returned, this guy was so sad because it was a spring in the shifter that he was not able to replace or repair. He did adjust the cabling so the rear cassette was now a middle one. He also explained that if I hold the rear shifter lever over, that I could get 1 easier gear out of the back, but as soon as I let go of the shifter, it would move to the 1 harder gear,. Thankfully at Dreux, Mike Sturgill was there eating and waiting for me. I know I bought a 1.5L of water and a dish of tube noodles with a hamburger loose meat sauce over the top, similar to previous afternoon meal. Also lengthened the stop by a long time in the bathroom, which was at the end of a hall. Just asking for the directions to the "twoilette" of an elderly volunteer, who then responded "45" or at least that is what it sounded like to me. I questioned it, and he called over another elderly male volunteer and he said 45 again. Then finally a female cyclist came by to help interpret and she got the 2 men to understand I was looking for the toilet! Then the 2 men bust out laughing and putting his arm around me for his misunderstanding of my request for a twoilet! It was such a fun moment! I later passed by this helpful femai\le cyclists and we had another laugh over toilet. Mike was kind enough to pull me the rest of the way home., any hills I had were a challenge I always fell behind, yet with Mike's patience, we made it. Pulling into Rambouillet, it was raining a bit harder and many cyclists were done. We were looking for Sonja and Cindy, as we rode in but did not see them. After we got our card stamped, which unexpectedly to MIke, they allowed us to keep the brevet book. Then we located the women. We took some pics and Mike and I rode the bikes back up to the hill and re-rode our entry so Cindy could take a couple pics! Fun stuff. Then we thought about eating at event tent but the line was long. So we walked up to the same area we had eaten at before the event. This time we ate at L'industrie. I had the Gravlax de saumon ( it's raw salmon that is cured in a salt and sugar brine mixture. That brine is infused with fresh dill — a key characteristic unique to this dish ). That was a first for me. Turns out to be ok! Then we walked back to the train, which would have been easier had I asked Sonja to bring my sandals! Once at train, went over to the bag drop pickup to retrieve my bag. Then we boarded the train back to La Verriere. Once there, I was too tired to pack the bike. We got back to La Verriere probably around 3pm. Eventually we went out to the Crep's Cafe ( 3 Bis All. du Bourbonnais, 78310 Maurepas, France) place and had a wonderful evening outside at our table eating pizza. Sonja had some fruit crepes and I had the Margareta pizza. Delicious,. Remember Amy from Day 1? Here are her youtube video links. First one is Paris - Brest: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2CqYrzRF_OQ I appear around minute 2:35 and 18:45. Turns out that Amy/Kyle and I were in the same general area at the same time for this Video, so watching her will show you what I saw. Amy's 2nd video: Brest - Paris video = https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PiaFJry1apA&t=1s In this 2nd Amy video, we actually get separated. Amy&Kyle rode through the night and did not stop at Mortagne like Mike and I did. So they finished about 6 hours ahead of us. Great job Amy & Kyle at completing the ride and the video!