Wednesday 19th
It was quite nice when we
left at 10.30, for Breville-les-Monts, about 84 miles to an Aire we had picked
out of the book as being near to the Pegasus Bridge Memorial that Brian wanted
to look at. After about an hour the
heavens opened and it came down in torrents again, driving was not
pleasant. We reached the aire just
after lunch and went for a walk around the village and the modern church, then
about a mile in the other direction and didn’t find much at all. The sun came
out by dinner-time and we were joined by another motorhome from Jersey, then a
Frenchman, then another English one from Barnehurst would you believe?
Thursday 20th
Woke up to sunshine at
last, had breakfast and opened my birthday cards. After a chat to the other
people we meandered about 5 miles down the road to the Pegasus Bridge Memorial
at Benouville. Luckily we found a nice big car park with trees to shade us. We
spent a couple of hours in the Musueum itself and out in the grounds where
there is still part of the Bridge, from over the Orne River and Caen Canal,
that was demolished. For anyone interested in WW2 and the gliders that landed
in France with troops and vehicles on board, this is the place to go.
We went for a walk around the village itself but there was not a lot there to see other than the Café Grondee which is still run by Arlette, one of the daughters of the couple who were working against the Germans at the time. We popped in for a birthday lunch of omelette, salad and French stick which was very nice. Washed down by coke as we were driving!
We then took a scenic silly sat nav drive for 44 miles to find a French Passion site at a cider farm at St. Andre d’Herbetot, the last few miles were up a very narrow winding road with fingers crossed that we did not meet anyone coming the other way. However, it was worth it, they had hard-standing space for 5 motorhomes which we had all to ourselves. They sold very palatable cider at 2.55 euros for a 75cl bottle, so we had 2…one to drink with our cakes that we had bought at the boulangerie earlier, and one to bring home. The farm buildings were beautiful, timbered and very old, the dog was friendly, the birds chirrupy and the peacefulness out of this world. We sat outside reading until 9.30pm with not a soul around.
We went for a walk around the village itself but there was not a lot there to see other than the Café Grondee which is still run by Arlette, one of the daughters of the couple who were working against the Germans at the time. We popped in for a birthday lunch of omelette, salad and French stick which was very nice. Washed down by coke as we were driving!
We then took a scenic silly sat nav drive for 44 miles to find a French Passion site at a cider farm at St. Andre d’Herbetot, the last few miles were up a very narrow winding road with fingers crossed that we did not meet anyone coming the other way. However, it was worth it, they had hard-standing space for 5 motorhomes which we had all to ourselves. They sold very palatable cider at 2.55 euros for a 75cl bottle, so we had 2…one to drink with our cakes that we had bought at the boulangerie earlier, and one to bring home. The farm buildings were beautiful, timbered and very old, the dog was friendly, the birds chirrupy and the peacefulness out of this world. We sat outside reading until 9.30pm with not a soul around.
Friday 21st
Today turned out to be 57
grey drizzly miles , getting lost every 10 minutes…silly sat nav does not agree
with the roads in the map book and we kept missing turnings. We were headed for the coast road, but never
found it. We aimed instead for Etretat
which looked interesting only to find the road half blocked with road works and
every car park had ‘no camping-cars’ signs outside, very unfriendly. So we carried on to find a campsite at Les
Loges with the view to stay a couple of nights. Needless to say at 12.30pm it was shut for lunch, so once again
we ended up eating our lunch in the van at the gate waiting for 2.00pm and
opening time. Once we were set up we did a bit of washing, anchored it down
outside as it was quite windy and went for a wander along to the ‘high street’
to find a couple of shops and a church. Then it was back for showers and get
ready for wine-o’clock and dinner.
Saturday 22nd
Don't know what has happened to Flaming June! We are now in Deepest Depressing December! It's raining, cold and blowing a gale.....so we have decided to stay in and do some chores. As we have got a day's wi-fi I have spent some time uploading photos. Hopefully if it clears up we will go for a walk, if not it is books or games time.
Pegasus Bridge and St Andre d'Herbetot pictures
Saturday 22nd
Don't know what has happened to Flaming June! We are now in Deepest Depressing December! It's raining, cold and blowing a gale.....so we have decided to stay in and do some chores. As we have got a day's wi-fi I have spent some time uploading photos. Hopefully if it clears up we will go for a walk, if not it is books or games time.
Pegasus Bridge and St Andre d'Herbetot pictures
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