Charroux

Now this is a typical Chambre d'hote breakfast. Nice and fresh but it doesn't take you far


When a new house is built on these little farmlets, the old ones get used for storage. This old Maison is about 3/400 years old.


And the vege gardens make me green with envy.


As the sun is rising the sunflowers lift their heads towards it. You can actually see them as you ride past ! I swear I heard them yawning 🤥


One of the rules of growing old is never pass a toilet. This is St Maurice la Clouere and that church was built in 1150 !


We are up on a plateau around Gencay and there's wind farms every which way you look. No wonder we've always got a head wind


High octane fuel needed again. Custard tarts and milkshake. Disgusting eh?


Charroux was the goal today. Only 47kms so we'll get in early and chill out. The Abby was built in 989 and was an important stopping point for pilgrims. Still is !
Found a lovely old Chambre d'hote just behind the Abby





My everlasting memory of Charroux though will be sitting outside the pub next to the tower , and watching the Irish owner and his English manageress having a massive fight while we ate our lunch and drank our ciders.
Her and her husband walked off the job leaving the owner wandering what to charge us as he cleared our table.
"And for sure" he says" what was it you had then "
The pilgrim replied
" Two glass's of water and a packet of crisps" 😏