In a thoroughly modern way, one of the tourist brochures for Alsace featured a list of ‘Spots Instagrammables’. The Château de Haut Koenigsberg was Number 1.
Since the caravan brakes didn’t fail and we’ve already used up the stress-making options of a Kamikaze Lorry and towing a caravan through the Mistral, Mark tried to add a different layer of excitement to our departure. As he loaded the bikes on to the van, he tried to amputate the end of his fingerContinue reading ““I’m Sorry I Haven’t A Cluny” – The City of the Horse, Bourgogne, France”
“You’re a sweetie. You’re my gorgeous girl. I love you soooo much!” crooned Mark. “What would you like me to do?” the satnav’s harsh, electronic monotone scythed across the tender moment. “Shut up. I’m talking to Lani!” Strangely, that was the last that we heard from the satnav’s unpredictable voice-activation. As a result, we missedContinue reading “The Magic of Morvan; Jargeau to Vézelay, Bourgogne, France”
6am and our ferry ‘Barfleur’ slid across a Poole harbour so smooth that it seemed almost solid. The water glistened like a jewelled mirror, just as it had on so many wonderful days when we had flown across its surface on our windsurfers. Poole Harbour is a very special place. The light is exquisite andContinue reading “Beacon 6 & Black Magic in Brittany – And All Because the Lady Loves… Poole to Penthièvre, France”