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04.07.08 Friday.
Bergerac to Le Bost (near Castillonnes).
Early wakening to the mist blowing up the Dordogne, but dry tents. There was also a lone Canada goose looking hopefully at us, but since we ate out in town last night close to the old church of St James, there was no stale bread for it. We got going and got breakfast at the nearest boulangerie by the side of an open market just opening up with a magnificent fish stall and a stall with pizzas, one of which was carried on the outside of a rucksack for lunch. It was quite cool so we had a rapid march up the hill through the vineyards on the south bank of the Dordogne valley to Monbazillac, the home of possibly France’s second most famous sweet white wine, where we had coffee.
For the rest of the day vineyards alternated with woodland until after about 15 miles we arrived at the campsite that we had found only by internet search when the Tourist Office in Bergerac failed us (we are once again changing departments so they have little info over their own borders). It was not at first obvious where the site was, but a short walk up and down the N21 revealed only one house with two caravans and a lady cutting grass. In the event she turned out to be English and she and her husband starting up a campsite here in Dordogne. It was a case of the Virtual Reality being larger than the Real Reality!
However she rapidly mowed a patch of grass under the trees and we settled in comfortably.
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