After mulling over the options, I decided on a campsite on the Lot, close to tomorrow's route, and cutting off a fair corner of it. 

The only problem: getting over a couple of sets of hills to reach the Lot. Including some 20% gradients. I had to get out of the saddle for long hot stretches (rouler en danseuse). 

View back towards Figeac

It was worth the effort to get to the Lot 

The final 5 km was along a tiny bike path on the quiet south side of the river. Dinner at the friendly Camping de Roquelongue, overlooking the Lot. 

Thinking back to my time in the square before lunch, I was reading Richard Holmes' "Footsteps: Adventures of a Romantic Biographer" (1985). It's based on the author's experiences in 1964 when at the age of 18 he followed in the footsteps of Robert Louis Stevenson's famous "Travels in the Cévennes with a Donkey". He considers how RLS wrote that he travels to:

get down off this feather bed of civilisation and find the globe granite underfoot and strewn with cutting flints

Romantic stuff for sure, but those flints do make the foie gras and the river view sweet.