Sunday 22
November saw us head inland again to a free stopover in Morella. We were treated to some amazing views, along
with some more hair raising bends and sheer drops en route and arrived to an
almost empty aire. It had capacity for
at least 20 vans, but there were only 3 of us there and one of those vans left
shortly after we arrived, leaving us and another Brit couple from Scotland.
29 Nov 2014
22 Nov 2014
The chains in Spain break mostly when the shop's shut
So, we're nearly at the end of our first week in Spain and haven't had much wifi access. However, we currently have free wifi so I'm making the most of it...
16 Nov 2014
Our last night in France (for now)
After
giving the reigns to Pete for a couple of days, I’m back!
This
morning, we woke to cold air, but clear blue skies. As the weather had been kind to us, we set
off to walk along the beautiful Caranca Gorge as we’d discussed the night before,
taking the high path first, so as to catch the amazing views before any
potential bad weather came and ruined it.
We needn’t have worried; the sky stayed blue the whole way round the
approx 10km route. The ascent was fairly
steep, but with unsurprisingly impressive views of the valley below as it took
us up and around the rocks.
Our spot on Saturday night |
15 Nov 2014
Driving in the Pyrenees
After
breakfast we conferred and decided that Quillan should be La destination du
jour. Leaving Carcassonne proved usual, with Hazel and me having words. It
should have been around 50 Km for the day, leaving plenty of time to relax and
read a bit. There might have been time for a little guitar practice too, had
the place at Quillan not been overrun with a car-boot sale. I’ve been saying
since we left UK how odd it is that there are no “booties” in France, then the
first one we find is on our free over-night stop. Bum.
14 Nov 2014
Carcassonne
I figured
that after being on the road ‘properly’ for over a month and the blog existing
for considerably longer, I’d better have a go at an entry other than a feeble
stall for the “Tech” page and the budget bit (which Sue updated last night on
my behalf, thanks honey). Here goes....
13 Nov 2014
Well Albi, we're nearly in Spain!
Wednesday
saw us heading to Cordes sur Ciel, another hilltop fortress, built in the 13th
century. On arrival
at the aire, the €3.50 fee our book had claimed, had inflated to €5, but as it
included a jeton for 3 hours of electricity or 100 litres of water, we didn’t
feel too hard done by.
11 Nov 2014
Lot's a lovely view
On Monday,
before leaving our parking spot in Domme, we went for a wander around the
village. We had to be back at Dora by 10 am and
we discovered that was around the time that most of the shops opened, so we
almost had the place to ourselves! It’s
a lovely little fortified town above the banks of the Dordogne, which dates
from the 13th century.
9 Nov 2014
Change of direction
I’m not
sure where the time’s gone, but it’s 4 weeks tomorrow since we arrived in
Calais and started our Euro meanderings.
Our blog
updating has become a little more intermittent as we settle into a slower and
all together less organised existence!
Although we’re away, we’re technically not on holiday, so we don’t feel
ourselves rushing around trying to take in every single sight for fear of
running out of time. Maybe a faux pas,
as we won’t necessarily be visiting the same parts of countries twice, but if
we played tourists every day for two years, we’d frankly be exhausted, so we’re
just bumbling along.
5 Nov 2014
Au revoir Brittany, bonjour Pays de Loire
After a
lovely wine fuelled catch up with Francie in Carnac last night followed by a
Powell walk / visit to the monoliths this morning, we said our farewells and
made our way to St Nazaire, marking the end our our travels in Brittany and the
start of another new page in our map book.
4 Nov 2014
Lazy days
We’ve been
a bit lax on the blog update front; partly because our internet connection has
been rubbish recently but predominantly because we haven’t actually done a
great deal since Friday. We’re still
moving around, but more often than not, we’ve been in living mode rather than
holiday mode, having now settled into the reality of life on the road.
We headed
to Huelgoat on Friday, the first stopover that hasn’t been a stone’s throw from
the sea since we left the UK.
Huelgoat is
a pleasant and very small village in the Arree mountains, although like the
Harz mountains in Germany, they’re more like hills really. While we were there, we took Powell for a
wander in the Argent Valley, an ‘enchanting’ forest area, with unusual rock
formations such as Le Champignon (the mushroom) and La Roche Tremblante (the
trembling rock), to name but a few.
Pete
managed to get the trembling rock to ‘tremble’ after being shown where to push
it by a passer by.
Le Champignon |
Pete and Powell are in the pic to give an idea of the size of the boulders...they weren't small! |
There are all sorts
of legends attached to the area; our favourite was that Gargantua was less than
happy with the hospitality that he’d received from the villagers so he threw
giant rocks at them!
We managed
not to get any trick or treaters that night, despite there being some kids in
the village knocking on house doors.
They’d have been highly disappointed with our treats anyway as we only
had beer and wine!
Saturday
saw us leave Huelgoat behind and head back to the coast, this time to Plogoff
(yes, it’s a real place!) and another free overnight stop with a bit of a sea
view – it was slightly obscured by a house or two, but you could still hear the
sea, so it still counts. The weather
started to turn while we were there and we spent the evening listening to the
snare drum that is our roof when the heavens open. It was a bit blowy too; luckily Dora is a
good weight as we might have been blown around a lot more than we were. Unfortunately the camera had a wobble and both of the pictures below are really blurred, but they're the best ones I have off Plogoff.
On Sunday
we had planned to walk round to Pointe du Raz, approximately 4 miles from our
stopover, but because the weather was so bad, we had a change of heart and
moved on to another free beach stopover at Fouesnant. Other than the obligatory Powell exercise, we
didn’t get up to a great deal with the weather still being pretty dire, so much
so that from Saturday eve to Sunday eve, I managed to start and finish a very
good book by Ben Elton - Two Brothers - a really good read! Not sure that Pete was so happy though....I tend to get a bit antisocial when I read a good book!
Sunday night saw more snare drumming at bed time, leading to next to no sleep for me and only slightly more for Pete; that is definitely one of the down sides to rainy nights in here. If it’s drizzling, the sound is quite relaxing but if it’s torrential, it’s just loud and annoying.
Sunday night saw more snare drumming at bed time, leading to next to no sleep for me and only slightly more for Pete; that is definitely one of the down sides to rainy nights in here. If it’s drizzling, the sound is quite relaxing but if it’s torrential, it’s just loud and annoying.
So,
sleepless night done with, we woke to slightly better weather on Monday and
decided that another laundry day was needed.
Having initially decided we’d go to Concarneau, we arrived to find the
aire was out of service and couldn’t find anywhere else to park. As a consolation prize, we went to Quimperle instead as I’d read that
it was supposed to be fairly nice, but on arrival we were pretty
disappointed. However, we did manage to
top up our water for free, so it wasn’t a completely wasted journey. We also found a laundrette in the car park of
the Carrefour there...well, I say laundrette but it’s not even in a building,
just two washing machines and a dryer, boxed in and with a little shelter over
the top, providing 24 hour access to do your laundry! I forgot to take a pic, but you can see what I’m
talking about here. Can’t say either of us has ever seen anything
like it before, but apparently another major supermarket, Super U, has them too
– makes perfect sense – do your shopping and laundry at the same time! Fantastic idea, but the dryer wasn’t very
good, meaning that for most of Monday, Dora doubled as a Chinese laundry while
we tried to dry out our clothes in the much lower than last week autumnal
temperatures. Having been unimpressed
with the stopover at Quimperle, we ended up spending Monday night at Guidel
Plage. The weather improved marginally,
meaning a much better nights’s sleep for us all. We would happily have stayed another night
but unfortunately there was a 24 hour limit; we’ve found that’s often the case
with places we actually like.
So now it’s Tuesday, marking just over 3 weeks since our journey began and we’re in yet another free stopover, this time, in Carnac. We’ve yet to see the main attraction; the megaliths that are strewn all around this area, but it’s on our ‘to do’list tomorrow morning before we leave.
So now it’s Tuesday, marking just over 3 weeks since our journey began and we’re in yet another free stopover, this time, in Carnac. We’ve yet to see the main attraction; the megaliths that are strewn all around this area, but it’s on our ‘to do’list tomorrow morning before we leave.
Carnac Plage |
After our
first sighting of Francie in Avranches, then our actual meeting Hillion over a
week ago, our paths have crossed again, as we’re at the same stopover again
tonight. We’ve already had a chat, but
she’ll be joining us shortly for another catch up and a glass or two of the red
stuff....after all, every day’s a Friday for us so it would be rude not to!
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