These would be the French equivalent of speed bumps. I encountered these guys on the ride this morning. They seemed fascinated by the bike and my red jacket and we had a staring contest for a couple of minutes. Being a city kid, I wasn’t sure what to do next. Finally a guy on a bicycle came downhill and just rolled between them. I left the motor off and did the same and the cows didn’t seem to mind one bit. Lesson learned.