Wednesday 7th October - Brantome, Nouvelle-Aquitaine
It rained most of the night, but that wasn't the problem, it
was the wet branches of the tree we were parked under sweeping the van
roof. It was very annoying! It was dry when we woke up which was a nice
surprise as we were expecting rain for the 24 hours.
We made the short journey to Brantome and found our aire for
the night. It is right by the River
Dronne with lovely pitches, though perhaps in the high season vans may be more
jammed in. Each pitch has electricity
too. Cost? £9.39 for 24 hours!
We settled in for a day off because of the rain, but as none
was forthcoming, we went to explore the town.
Brantôme (officially Brantôme en Périgord) is famous for its
island setting encircled by a bend of the River Dronne, earning it the nickname
"the Venice of the Périgord."
Next to the site is a park alongside the river which Rio
really enjoyed, as he was able to have some off lead time. He has walked for miles on the lead while we
have been away, but it's not the same as being able to mooch and have zoomies
of course!
We crossed over the river using the Pont Coudé (Elbow Bridge), a distinctive 16th-century, L-shaped Renaissance stone bridge. There is a lovely building on an island in the river. Le Moulin de l'Abbaye (The Abbey Mill) was originally constructed by the Benedictine monks of the abbey to grind grain for the monastic community and local villagers. It is now a luxury hotel and fine-dining restaurant with a terrace overlooking the river weir.
In the cliff we saw some large caves and discovered that one
contained bath like structures. It turns
out that long before modern aquaculture, Benedictine monks utilized the
constant temperature and clean water flowing through the troglodyte caves
behind the abbey for fish production.
Brantome is widely known as the "Venice of the
Périgord". This nickname comes from its setting, as the medieval town
centre sits on an island created by a natural loop of the River Dronne and an
artificial canal dug centuries ago by Benedictine monks.
Rio had another run by the river and we got back to Kiwi
just before it started raining, we were very lucky!
15 miles
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Thursday 8th October - Oradour-sur-Glane, Nouvelle-Aquitaine
It rained most of the night though only gentle rain which
didn't keep us awake. Fortunately, it
had stopped by the time we woke up. It
was cold however and was still only 11 degrees when we left our site. It was a bit of a shock after 29 degrees a
couple of days ago!
Google took us the scenic route to Oradour-sur-Glane. It was a lovely route especially as the sun
came out, even Richard said it was nice!
After the war, President Charles de Gaulle declared that the
original village should never be rebuilt or cleared, serving as a permanent
memorial (Village Martyr) to the atrocities of Nazi occupation. A new village
was built nearby in the 1950s.
We walked to the cemetery where the State Memorial Stele
(Tombeau des Martyrs) was erected by the French government in 1953, this
central monument lists the names of the 643 victims. The surrounding grounds house traditional
family graves, where identified remains were interred. Many gravestones feature
enamel portrait photographs of victims - including entire multi-generational
families lost on the same day - along with porcelain memorial plaques. Two glass-topped ossuaries sit at the heart
of the memorial area, containing unidentifiable bone fragments gathered from
the ashes of the burned church and barns.
Strangely enough the cemetery was untouched on June 10th 1944.
Last year we visited the Dachau concentration camp and that
was bad enough but this, well, I can't find the words to describe how I
felt. I asked Gem for another word for
horrific and he came up with the following.
They all apply in this case.
Atrocious
Appalling
Abhorrent
Monstrous
Heinous
Ghastly
Grisly
Macabre
Harrowing
Appalling
Abhorrent
Monstrous
Heinous
Ghastly
Grisly
Macabre
Harrowing
We hadn't got far to go to our Camping-Car Park for
tonight. It's a nice site and we have a
view down over a pretty house.
57 miles
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Friday 9th October - Guesnes, Nouvelle-Aquitaine
A lazy start as we only have a driving day today, 95
miles. It's going to be a short update!
We passed through the village of Mortemart, which is another
of Les Plus Beaux Villages de France. We didn’t stop but could see that it was
certainly pretty. I’ve found a map of the 180 villages so we will try and visit
some more. Apparently, it is a charming
, flower-filled village developed around the castle and built in the 10th
century by Abon Drut, Lord of Mortemart. Destroyed on the orders of Cardinal
Richelieu, only the keep and a few rooms, now used as exhibition spaces, remain
. While the Carmelite and Augustinian convents bear witness to the village's
religious past , the old market hall and the houses of prominent citizens
remind us of that Mortemart was also a prosperous trading centre.
Our aire is in the Parc de Loisirs de Guesnes or the Étang
de Guesnes - a 16 hectare natural recreation area built around a tranquil 4
hectare fishing lake. It was really
quiet with a few fishermen with their array of rods - what happened to the lone
fisherman with his one rod? The aire has
29 pitches and for quite a while we were here on our own until a British
campervan arrived about 3pm. Rio loved
it as he was allowed to mooch outside without being tied up.
Four French vans arrived during the evening but there is
plenty of space.
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