Whereas the French language, with Velo Tout Terrain, has a much more appropriate phrase for Mountain Bike, it simply doesn’t get it with moths, or “mirths”, as inspector Jacques Clousteau would have it. There are many day flying moths so…
Whereas the French language, with Velo Tout Terrain, has a much more appropriate phrase for Mountain Bike, it simply doesn’t get it with moths, or “mirths”, as inspector Jacques Clousteau would have it. There are many day flying moths so…
Somewhat inevitably, with the weather threatening to collapse for a while and being in the area, we have ended up back at our old haunt of Fanjeaux. It would be rude, after all, for us to be in striking distance…
Our June trip to France had begun with ideas of touring the west coast. The weather, however, had other ideas and forecasts of storms rather put us off that idea. Looking for an escape route we considered visiting Marciac but…
Our last two tow cars for my beloved Guillaumes have been diesels. They have dragged our Guilaumes around France for 16 years or so. However, even our most recent, which we’ve had since 2016, predates a modern diesel development. Somebody…
We’re at the Bassin d’Arcachon on France’s west coast largely for seafood but Francine wants to see the sea. Francine always wants to see the sea, in this case the Atlantic Ocean. This area is lousy with bicycle routes, though…
Time to get the bikes off the back of Frodo. Since we are here largely for some oysters or preferably a plateau de fruits de mer, it was time to go searching for that, too. There is an area of…
We got on the road after our night at the Camping-Car Park. Sure enough, in a village a little way down the road was a pleasant looking free aire. The village appeared to have no commerce so I don’t really…
Well, brave may be a bit of an overstatement; adventurous may be nearer the mark. Prior to leaving on this trip, Francine discovered another chain of places for Camping Cars [the French term literally meaning Camping Bus] to stay overnight:…
Right, I had my nature break now it was time for some culture. We woke ourselves up with some coffee and took a leisurely stroll up into the village to the entrance to the chateau of Azay-le-Rideau. The pathway was…
From Amboise, we’ve decided to make a short hop, just 50 kms, west along La Loire to call in to see the picturesque chateau at Azay-le-Rideau. We were heading for a camping municipal in Azay-le-Rideau itself and the accueil [reception]…
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