98 – Sunday: Mega exercise
K and J did a sluggish run. Zozo and Louis, who had shown us the route two days ago, both declined to accompany us. Funny that!
Niecey then showed K and Louis the way with the new Pilates DVD. Most excellent backwards roll Niecey!
The Aged P’s departed with a few unwanted Nordic layers … less then they brought out to us … so we can argue that our piles in their attic are less …. not sure they would agree we have made much of a dent though!
After lunch down to the river near Aubeterre for canoeing. Louis was solo, but after assuring James that Niecey would NOT capsize him … K with Zoe and J with Niecey. Just at the point of departure Clare and co started bigging up the ‘OBSTACLE’. Something to do with a disruption of the river flow! We were taken up river with the canoes and left to wend our way gently down stream, enjoying the peaceful sounds and sights of nature … NOT. We had attempted boardings, attempted oar stealing, zig zags from one bank to the other (K and Z), ramming and turning each other around. Louis’ new rubber sandal went overboard in the attempt to draw him off. The obstacle was a weir … with a chute and then a drop for canoes. None of us managed to topple out, despite being told to hang on … quite what to we are not sure! Zozo decided to ride the canoe like Boudica until she toppled in. K then joined her for a river walk but could not re-enter the canoe until it was fairly shallow. The picnicking family only offered her water (bah!) when she asked for ‘un petite verre”! Zozo, fed up by now with standing in the canoe became the masthead, but at the back and sabotaged any directional work K was doing. Exhausting! And memorable!
99 – Monday: Chalais market, Tattoo and Tyres
A wander around Chalais market and the obligatory cafe – grand creme. It’s all Niecey’s fault … she suggested it! K ended up with a tattoo on her arm …. similar to henna so it will fade. Unlike Maddy’s new tattoo, a Taurus branding on her thigh done in Lanzarote last week.
Also managed to fill up the 2 x 5l emptied water bottles with Merlot at EUR2.40/litre.
A huge lunch ‘formula’ in Bonne and then K and J were dropped off at Chalais Tyres, where we had left Chardonnay in the morning, to await delivery and fitting of two new front tyres. We had just got the damp laundry out to hand off the bike rack and J was just about to sleep off his boozy lunch, when the tyres arrived and were fitted.
Zero fuel so we headed to the Intermarche, sorry but our delivery did not arrive …. nearest was almost back at C2’s house, which we made on vapour. Finally we set off in the vague direction of Bordeaux. Stayed the night on a Bordeaux Grand Cru vineyard … the only motorhome there so very peaceful.
C2: we forgot to write in your visitor’s book. Our official entry …
Amazing free pitch with great company, free electric, pool and washing machine to be abused. Extra services include hair dying and motorhome washing.
Day 100!!! Tuesday: Maddy Arrived
We collected Maddy from Bordeaux airport via the biggest Carrefour we have ever seen. The whole retail area was infinitely bigger than Cribbs Causeway in Bristol! There was even a store devoted just to Table Football.
Poor Munchkin had come back from burning the candle both ends with what she described as ‘Fresher’s Flu’. Dosed up, she pretty much slept, so we put some miles arriving at a campsite in Crayssac (Cahors area). Yes we could BBQ and with coals and they had a pool.
K revealed her ‘tattoo’ and Munch was not taken in for a moment that it was real …. mostly amused that K would be stuck with it for about 2 weeks!
A quick dip and then supper. The band started warming up and were pretty good … a tribute to a French singer that we’d not heard of and nothing like typical Eurovision French music. We wandered down to listen with our chairs and a plastic jug of decanted Merlot … classy!
Cannot believe that we have been travelling 100 days. It has been the most amazing experience. Loving it.
101 – Wednesday: Cahors and Saint Enemite, Gorges du Tarn
Hilly and humid runs for K and J. It started to rain as we stuck camp, but we just got M’s tent down in time. We had planned to stop in Cahors for a coffee but the rain was still teeming down. And cars were all teaming into Cahors; probably everyone heading in as a wet day destination. So we kept going. Given the weather and Maddy’s cold we turned it into a driving day.
Stopped in the Gorges du Tarn. Scenery remincient of some of the Scandinavian drives … steep sides and J did not look down much as he was driving.
102 – Thursday: River Walk to Saint Enimite and Saint-Gilles
Again, Maddy slept whilst K and J ran. After striking camp, we left Chardonnay on the pitch and crossed the bridge to the pretty path that led to the village of Saint Enimie for a coffee.
We had planned to stop for two nights within 1 hour of Marseille airport, but the traffic around Arles had other plans. Gendarmes in force, bouchons as far as you could see in all directions and cars abandonned in favour of walking home. We headed off a round about down the only road that was clear – and onto a Peage. Our first since the start of our trip, but we got off the motorway quick incurring a classe 2 toll of only EUR1.70 and headed south.
J googled a campsite in Saint-Gilles on his phone, but actually we could NOT have missed the huge banner across the road. To get a pitch that would take the >8m of Chardonnay and allow us to open the door, we ended up on a pitch with electricity … such expense! But we have a super large pitch and put the awing out!
Gas BBQ again and K got stuck into Apperol with sparking wine … thanks to Steph at Cotham for telling me about it …. absolutely spot on for a hot evening.
103 – Friday: Lazy Lunch and swim
No exercise today … both feeling indolent. A leisurely getting started … but then a hive of industry. K scrubbed and pounded, whilst James wrung and squeezed! Whilst all this laundry was being washed and hung out … Maddy slept!
We wandered into Saint-Gilles: it is on the pilgrim route from Italy to Compostella, so an old church and we wandered the ancient cemetery. Some of the old gravestones had signs stating that they were to be reclaimed … lack of use or rent?! One wonders what happens to the bones of the outgoing incumbent as the new arrives!
Ate far too much at a restaurant along the canal, where we fortunately had a breeze. Staggered back to the campsite … this is where a wheel barrow would have come in handy for our distended stomachs. K and M to bronze and cool off by the pool and J to nanny nap in the van, until he also came for a cooling dip.
Our PA in England had emailed all sorts of admin jobs, so we dealt with these and relaxed … hoping the heat will abate later. We have an early start … will leave at 7.00 tomorrow to drop Munchkin at Marseille airport.