Thursday 10 September
Having done a load of messing around yesterday trying to find spots to stay in the afternoon, we set off to our next destination early ( and also because of the constant stream of lorries driving through the village from silly o’clock ! ) and after stocking up with fuel and groceries at a Carrefore Hypermarket, arrive at our next destination shortly before 1.00 ( Found a nice cheap Red wine here ! )
We stopped at La Ferme du Perigard at St Martin near Limeiul in the Dordogne for 2 nights.
As the name implies this is actually a working farm but has a campsite tagged on. It has got all the essentials like toilets & shower blocks, small shop, bar & food in the bar if required. The total cost for us including tax and with ACSI card discount was 26 Euros for 2 nights including electricity. Bargain !.They have also got Chickens, Rabbits Sheep and Donkeys ( They’d done a runner before I could catch a snap of them ! )
It is lovely and peaceful here in the afternoon and away from any major roads. ( Quiet at last ! ). To help us recuperate after a long drive we sample a beer brewed locally called La Lutine which was very nice and for me hit the spot perfectly. ( Jane’s not that keen though ! No accounting for good taste girl ! )
Feeling suitably refreshed we set off for a gentle saunter off on the bikes to get a quick lay of the land before our proposed further exploration of the area tomorrow.
We came upon the micro brewery of La Lutine which was the brew that we had back in the bar when we first arrived. Unfortunately I didn’t have anything to carry any back with ( but will ensure I do tomorrow ! ) We also popped into a local vineyard for a quick sample before buying a nice bottle of Rose from them.
Continuing on we cycled for a couple of miles before returning to the campsite and partaking in a dip in the rather cool but refreshing swimming pool. By this time it was raving hot and I was craving shade so moved “Cis” at the back of some trees rather than leave it in the full on sunshine in the spot we first chose. Jane of course wanted the sun so she continued to create some brown bits on herself ( It’s bad for you, you know! )
After spending the afternoon in the Sun/Shade it clouded over and even spotted a few gentle drops but I still got chance to try out my new cooking gizmo consisting of a couple of gas rings and a folding kitchen unit that it stands on ( more space taken up in the garage locker ! )
Friday 11 September
Staying a second day at the Farm I once more get up early and have a tour around on the bike through the little back roads and up into the centre of Limeuil. The beauty of arriving about 7.30 is that there’s no one else here to bother you ( although some others would rather have a lie in ! )
The town is situated atop a hill looking at the confluence of the Vezeres river and the Dordogne ( see I do know some big words ! ) and is very pretty although unlike our favourite St Cirq La Popie there’s not a lot here in the way of restaurants, cafes, bars etc. ( especially at daft o’clock ! )
I spent a good half hour wandering around with the camera and ended up down beside the river Dordogne at the bottom of the hill. Walking along the river I spot a pair of French Kingfishers which are an electric blue rather than a turquoise colour that we have in the UK. Unfortunately they flew off as soon as I saw them and I was unable to get a piccy of them. I spent another 15 minutes strolling along the bank in hope for a re-run but to no avail.
Returning back to “Cis” I was just in time to catch breakfast with Jane and tucked into a Pain Au Chocolate apiece fresh from the local bakery. Yum Yum !
We decide to make the most of the cooler morning by returning to Limeuil so Jane could have a wander too. So jumping back on my trusty steed we cycle the 15 minutes back. We parked down by the river and having chained up the bikes we climbed back up to the top and had a further explore before meandering our way back to the bottom.
We had a hot drink at a café on a nice terrace overlooking the river where this time Jane spotted a Kingfisher but once more was outdone by their swiftness in outrunning the British Wally trying to get his camera into action again.
After our drink we did go down to the waterside and even cycled over the bridge across the rivers and looked along those banks hoping to spot another Kingfisher but alas they’d flown the coop and were no more to be seen.
By this time it was lunchtime and so we had a bite to eat and drink and remained alongside “Cis” for the rest of the afternoon and evening with me hogging the shade and Jane trying her best to do an impression of a dusky Mediterranean damsel slowly turning a darker shade of pale.
I did return briefly in the afternoon to the brewery and vineyard ( with bag attached ! ) to stock up on a couple of beers and a couple of bottles of Rose to keep us going.