Champagne!

We were just about to have a leisurely breakfast at our fantastic overnight stop in Dinant when we saw two couples walking down the track to our park up. They had arrived very early for their stopover with two massive German A Class motorhomes. one was blocking the track so we couldn’t get out so they parked it beside us. It felt like the equivalent of early morning towels being left on the sun beds! We decided against having breakfast there and left them to it. We found a field a few miles away to eat in comfort (P4N#718421) before our long drive to Reims (pronounced Rance apparently).

We arrived around midday so, of course, everything was pretty much shut apart from bars and restaurants. We had found free parking by the football stadium (P4N#13068), which meant it was only a 20 min walk into the centre. Despite Reims being the capital of the champagne region and where kings of France were crowned, the place underwhelmed us. The huge cathedral felt more like a tourist attraction than a place of worship. There was a statue of Joan of Arc outside but even that was tucked into a corner so after a quick look round we returned to Dora to continue our way. On our way out of Reims we stopped at Veuve Cliquot and bought a friend a present. I’m not sure their champagne is any better than others but their marketing certainly is. Whilst Moet and Chandon is still the world leader in number of bottles sold per year, Veuve Cliquot is the market leader in the USA.

Veuve Cliquot

We went through lots of lovely villages and were amazed at how many champagne houses there were. Literally hundreds if not thousands. There was a lighthouse at Verzenay that acted as a centre for that region but we had to decline the tasting as we were still driving.

Verzenay

Our stopover for the night was the champagne vineyard of Yves Saintot. They are part of the France Passion scheme so we get to stay there overnight for free, get a free tasting and buy some bottles if we so desire. What’s not to love about this?

Our stopover with Dora

We had a lovely relaxed tasting from 18.30 for an hour or so and probably tried 6 different champagnes. We also got talking to our fellow tasters who were Dutch. They decided to buy cases of the stuff to take home with them whilst we were much more conservative and bought 3 bottles.

After another peaceful night with no early surprises, we continued our exploration of the area. The highlight had to be Hautvillers, the home of champagne, where Dom Perignon lived and was buried. The village up in the hills was delightful and well worth the slight detour. Again, we managed to get there for midday so the place was quiet but that suited us. Lunch in the van overlooking the vineyards before making our way to Epernay, the centre of champagne.

We had booked the only campsite in Épernay (P4N#10051) as we had decided to stay for a couple of nights and meet up with Solheim friends, Maria and Jane, as well as friends from home, Ben and Liz, who had literally left the U.K. that morning! We arrived at the campsite around 14.00 on Thursday, September 17. After setting up camp and greeting our visitors, we had a leisurely afternoon chilling and walking by the river. Back to the vans to open one of our purchases to celebrate Liz’s retirement (not this Liz) before a BBQ and a lovely evening spent in company.

Celebrating!

We had a champagne tasting booked for midday on the Friday so after a light breakfast, we cycled into Epernay. It was much bigger than expected but the old centre was charming. We found a restaurant to eat later that evening and went onto our tasting at Charles Mignon. The tasting was great value and very entertaining. Our guide, Ludwig, was informative, charming and very dapper. A cross between Ben Kingsley and Hercule Poirot, complete with waxed moustache!

Three hours later we stumbled out of the tasting (thank god there was some food with it) before getting back on our bikes to explore the Avenue de Champagne where the likes of Moet and Chandon are situated. The whole avenue was very refined although the Moet house was very modern in comparison.

Back to the van to recover before getting a taxi back into town to meet up with Ben and Liz for a lovely meal at Chez Françoise. By 21.00 we were all ready for bed so an early night for all of us as some had long drives planned for the next day.

Chez Françoise

Miles since last blog: 141

Miles this trip: 758

Maastricht and Dinant

Luckily, it wasn’t raining when we packed up the van at Camping Distelloo as everything was pretty sodden from the previous few days and it would have been miserable to do it in the rain. We got away around 10.00 and drove south east to Maastricht, in the corner of the Netherlands, Belgium and Germany. Poor Maastricht has been the subject of many invading armies over the years.

We managed to snaffle a parking spot at Maastricht Marina (P4N#166068) for the princely sum of €35 but it did mean that we could easily cycle into the centre. It was also a lovely setting and we are always happy to be around boats.

We had booked a tour of the North Caves for 15.20 so after a quick bite to eat, we cycled into town. The caves are actually man made as farmers and monks had been excavating the limestone for centuries to use or sell for construction. They were still fascinating and our guide, Simone, was very informative. When we asked her whether she saw herself as Dutch, French or German, her answer was Maastricht. She said that her fellow Maastrichtians feel very different to the Northern Dutch. The caves had a number of charcoal drawings in them – some dating back over 100 years. The caves played a vital role in hiding Jews and allied airmen during WWII.

After the cave tour we wandered around the city centre but were not that enamoured to be honest. Back to the van to have a beer in the sunshine.

The next day, Tuesday September 15, we left Maastricht to make our way to Dinant in Belgium. On the way, we stopped at the very pretty town of Namur in Belgium with its amazing citadel. We spent a wonderful couple of hours there having found a great park up right by the citadel. We walked down to the town and caught the cable car back up.

After lunch in the van we continued our journey south to Dinant. Home to Leffe beer, an amazing church and an imposing citadel. The cable car to the citadel wasn’t working and we didn’t fancy the 400 steps up to it so we opted for looking at the church and having a beer! We went to Maison Leffe (a converted convent) where they had been brewing beer since the 12th century but couldn’t find anyone to show us around or give us a drink so we did a self guided tour before retiring to a local bar for said Leffe beer. There was even a statue of Charles de Gaulle, who as a lieutenant fought in Dinant against the advancing German armies in WWI.

Our park up for the night overlooked the town and had an amazing view. The owner was a local farmer who had converted a bit of land to allow 4 vans to stay charging just €10 a night (P4N#298190). It was a bit adventurous to get to him but a quick 10 min walk into town. He saw us walking back up the road later on and gave us a lift back in his car. A real sweetie. A wonderful evening was spent just relaxing and taking in the view whilst eating supper in the van. Perfect.

View from our park up

Miles since last blog: 177

Miles this trip: 617

Homeward Bound

It seemed like only yesterday that we left the UK but our time away was coming to an end. We needed to start heading west from Würzburg on Friday, April 26. We had one last palace on our list to visit first and that was Heidelberg Schloss (Schloss is palace and Burg is castle). It was pretty tricky driving through the narrow streets up to the palace and we could see why people parked in the city and caught the funicular! We managed to get into the car park (P4N#161562) and walked down to the palace. We both thought that it would be less of a ruin than it was so we walked around the gardens and took in the views but didn’t bother to pay to go into the courtyard. It might have been that we were ‘castled’ out as well.

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