Dom's wife tried to rain on my parade by telling me my longer walk to Niort was in the low 20s of kilometers. I'm calling bullshit on that: at over 42,000 steps, I was either just under or just over 30 km. When I do my Incheon walk, 45,000 steps is around 32 km; 42,000 steps comes out to about 29.8 km.
Of course, part of the reason for the high count was that I got turned around a bit at the town of Magné: by the time I hit Route D9, I was a mile east of where I needed to be. That incident probably added a few thousand unnecessary steps to my walk.
I did discover that the bike path that seemed to point west actually did a quick U-turn and headed alongside the Sèvre niortaise, one of two rivers named Sèvre (the other being the Sèvre nantaise; the region where Dom lives is called Les Deux Sèvres for this reason: they converge).
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