First stop en route to Provence was Portsmouth, for a few minor jobs on Mavis. (No, that’s not Portsmouth above, I thought I’d start the blog with a Château picture)
The dogs had breakfast in front of the dealers and were then taken for a long walk around Langstone Harbour.
We spent the night at Fishery Creek, a friendly site at the far end of Hayling Island, shared a chinese takeaway with Nick Lavies, a mutual friend from way back, then set off at 9am the following morning for the Channel Tunnel.
Nia drove us onto the train and we popped up in France one ham sandwich and a cup of tea later. Very civilised.
We stopped at an aire at Neufchatel en Bray…here we are in solitary splendour, though we did meet an English couple on the first night, jazz singers on their way back from Portugal.
The aire at Neufchatel is 20 yards from the Dieppe to Forges les Eaux voie verte, or cycleway. We tend to cycle too far for the dogs to run the whole distance so we have a dog cart, as shown below.
Nia has a collection of flags; we just have to work out which country we’re in and fly the appropriate banner.
The cycleway is a converted disused railway line.
This is us heading in the direction of Dieppe, yesterday. (Does any geek out there know what PK 140.000 means?)
We stopped at a station, conveniently converted into a wine bar, on the way.
Today we headed inland, first stop Mesnieres en Bray, with a watermill, and the Château that you’ve already seen.
The château builders clearly had too much time on their hands, or had imbibed too much of the vin rouge….this wall seems to have a roof on it.
Another odd roof.
There’s always interesting stuff on a French cycle ride.
Hen perched on ram’s back.
Helpful sign pointing to a view point (we think….not sure what the stamp is all about). Come to think of it, it’s pointing in two directions..??
Church at Mesnierès…they do do their churches well.
Ready to move on tomorrow.