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We caught the ferry, after a couple of day's with my parents in their new home, at about 9 o'clock so as to be in France for lunch.

So far we've been alway's lucky with ferry crossings and both outwards and back the journey was sunny and smooth.

Click on this photo to see a short slide show of our crossing.

No photos, most unfortunately, of our drive down to our first stop.  So no photos of the fantastic chicken and chips we ate in an unknown café in an unknown town, nor of the long traffic jam we got caught up in; though we enjoyed it.  French traffic jams are so much more fun.

We decided to spend the first night in Bonneval, a campsite we'd visited before and had very fond memories of. Unfortunately, the previous guardians had left and whilst the new guy was very nice, he was an ex-policeman, he was only just starting and so didn't do food and the site was a little more run down that it had been previously.

We had a very challenging conversation with him, on our first day in France, all about Brexit.

We planned a route that followed, though very loosely, a trip I'd made on my bike. We set the gps to avoid all main road and took a very slow route south.  This is Lussac-les-Châteaux and we're on our way to Availles-Limouzine.

A very happy Pippa on the bridge as we walk from the campsite into town.  A journey we'd make quite a few times over the next few day's.  Various views of this river have become my rolling screensaver on my computers.

Link to google map of Availles-Limouzine