Delcher Aurillac

Took us a while to find a park last night as we were aiming to stay in Le Rozier which is close to the start of Gorges de Tarn as that was the drive we wanted to do today. <br><br>Unfortunately roadworks stood in our way and we took the next best option of the drive through Gorges du la Jonte. <br><br>Stunning is the best way to descirbe this drive. I got the ...

... and a ruin of an old church which lit up at night. <br> Wednesday 4 Nov<br>Some blue skies finally appeared about 9am this morning so we set out to have a last wander through the village, take some more photos and more importantly buy some quiches for lunch - yum!<br>

We left the west coast and headed inland to look for work. We stopped at Angouleme for lunch which had a spectacular view from the old city. We carried on into the Dordogne, and looking for a campsite came across a municipal site in a little town called Argentat-sur-Dordogne. The weather was stifling hot, which that night brought on 24 hours of massive thunderstorms and then 3 days of rain! The Dordogne was flooding and even Argentat lost electricity one night!

... the shuttle bus back into town for the same euro, and find some other bathroom! Avignon was also, to our amazement, the first place in France we were able to find good coffee. It was at a little hole in the wall on Rue Fourbrisseurs, and was a total locals hangout. On the 19th, we took a cab back to the train station (12 euros - jeez!) and rode the TGV back to Paris. Which I'll write about next time! Happy Trails, everybody!

... all the way to the pyrennees, according to some of the people who actually have guidebooks. which will make me happy because although my pack is heavy it does not pain me to go uphill. downhill however is another manner, and my knees hurt quite a bit. i'm very cheery today, but we do get sad and your prayers and thoughts really do help us along, so if you read this, please let me know. love trae

... are hoping to capture something of the spirit that drives people on these walking tours, and what people are looking for and finding as they walk, and what is especially particular to this pilgrimage and walk. So far we've done a good job of capturing the walking parts and our own thoughts, but our lack of french and the intimidation of the camera have kept people from talking on camera with us, even though people have been extremely nice ...

... there are several hitch-hikers hanging round at the next stop. Ride with a quiet young Morrocan. Lond ride. Nice car. However Chris and I concur that his music choice ranks bottom out of all rides. Dropped off in the dark by the motorway. Climb over a fence to investigate what´s growing. Grapes galore!!! Chris looks on with pity as I stuff grapes into my throat. Set up camp nearby and feel a bit ill.

... Puy. Relief. Le Puy is a beautiful town. It has a crumbling castle perched on a comically craggy cliff in the centre. Find the internet and realise that Betabet is not in Le Puy. Take a bus to a little town nearby then catch two more lifts off kind souls and finally. Arrive.

... young wine merchant, Cristian Maddellena in the very remote and wild highlands of Roccatederighi. There, the Sicilian born owner and his wife served it two ways - stewed with herbs and tomatoes along with homemade ravioli stuffed with spinach and local cheese and topped with the chinguale (wild boar) sauce. This was preceded by a plate of the most fragrant and delicate zucchini with mama's own tagliatelle and slices of zucchini, lightly chargrilled and ...

... town with lots of dogs and um, dog presents. Mel and her poo shoe gave us a chuckle until we saw it outside her hotel room door. Perhaps it would magically clean itself? There is even a dog fountain! We went for a walk around this sleepy town and then visited a market where I bought tomato, brie, avacado and some fruit. Then we did some wine tasting...it was very good but I did not allow myself to buy any. After ...