We’ve just finished our dinner of Flammekueche with onions and lardons accompanied by the most delicious fresh Marmande tomatoes that we purchased from a lady by the side of the canal on this most fantastic little aire.
Unusually for us, we travelled after lunch as the aire we had chosen to stop for the day at Casteljaloux was full, even though we arrived there by 11am, so we were forced to find somewhere nearby to stop for lunch and we took our chances down the D6 slightly north east to Le Mas d’Agenais, right on the Garonne river.
We found a nice spot by Le-Boat offices in the shade of a tree and we had lunch there, a quick siesta and a swim in the river, as it was extremely hot in the van and needed to cool off. While we were resting, the sun had shifted and we felt we were being baked alive inside the motorhome, so we felt it was wise to go and find some shaded further down the river on the D143, only about 6km downstream and, as we crossed the little bridge over the canal, we spotted a few motorhomes on the side we’d just come from, so we did a u-turn as soon as it was possible to do so and came back to this little gem on the Garonne, which seems to be free too and has space for 10 vehicles.
It’s been a very easy day all in all after returning our key to the Tourist Information Office in Barbotan-les-Thermes just after 9am and doing our shopping at Intermarché in Cazaubon. We then followed the N524 past Gabarrer to join the D933 at Lapeyrade and north to Casteljaloux, which looked very lively by the lake Lac de Clarens, similar to Samatan’s. It would have cost £10 a night, but it wasn’t meant to be, so since we are full of water and everything is charged up, we can afford to ‘wild camp’ for a couple of nights if necessary and for free!
We have bought a set of Petanque boules, so next time we stop by a suitable ‘sandy’ pitch, we can try our skills at this ultimate French game.
Adonis is fishing on the canal, not even 5 metres away from the van. We must remember these golden moments when things get difficult or depressing in the winter. Thank goodness for pictures!
We’ve met a nice fellow from Liverpool with his dog, the first British motorhomer we’ve seen in weeks!