Cravant June 2013 |
Starting point |
Alain leading the way |
Glorious Cravant |
Mike heading into Le Chateau |
Amongst the vines |
Wine producers on this site included Bernard Baudry, Gouron, Spelty, Bournigault, Moreau and Pascal Lambert who is our closest wine producer and completely bio. Have no idea what time it was. With all the chatting and meetings of friends and neighbours, the walk was more at a stroll place. Met a French friend from one of our Anglo-French groups who'd been intrigued enough to come along and see what À fleur de vigne was all about. This particular group often visit Pascal Lambert for a wine tasting, but not anyone else really in Cravant, so it was an opportunity for them to try a few other wines and get an idea of the range from just one grape - Cabernet Franc.
Working the old way |
By now we were all feeling incredibly hungry, so started the walk back to Le gateau and the food tent. We got there around 2pm. Plenty of people there already. Given the type of event it was and the number of people they were catering for, it still comes as a surprise to be asked how you want your steak cooked. Of course it was delicious. We bought wine separately. Then cheese arrived from a special stand where you were served a little mixed plate of five local goats cheeses on freshly sliced bread. They were all gorgeous. After that Alain bought a bottle of fizzy and Jacqueline and Norbert bought a traditional tarte au vigneron, which was lovely. Met up with some American friends from Seuilly, who'd arrived with some of their friends who were staying for a short while. After lunch we started walking again, taking a slightly different route towards more wine tastings. Although truly by this time, I wasn't in the mood for any more wine. Had been carefully only sipping never drinking the tastings. It's the worse thing to do, if you expect to have wine with lunch and survive the day.
Finally, eight hours later at 5pm we arrived back at the old church in the vieux bourg, Cravant. The others were continuing on walking and also waiting for the band to play at 7pm. But we had to call it a day. Things to get sorted out for our flying visit to the UK this week for meetings, to see friends and to pick up the last few boxes that we left with a friend in Bradford on Avon, after they wouldn't fit in our car. Also we had a barbecue to go to later that evening.
Our American friends are barbecue champions. Chris particularly loves to do them. He is a brilliant cook. But their barbecues aren't for eight or ten people. They do them when they have a houseful staying. The first time we went there must have been about thirty five people. Last night about twenty five. It was lovely relaxed evening. However by 11pm we were feeling pretty tired, so came back home.
This morning I sorted out photos which Mike printed off for me from the walk. Took some round to Jacqueline and Norbert and some others to Alain. They come out pretty well. We had a fabulous day and by the end of it, had that feeling of satisfied exhaustion which only arrives when you've had a great time.
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