So, after a noisy night next to the River Semoy (I was kept awake by the endless campers heading down the gravel track to the loos) we awoke to the dulcet tones of the donkey we had previously thought to be quaint. It was probably 100m from our van, but sounded like we were stood next to it. Pity the unsuspecting campers that pitched 10m away from it thinking they were smart setting up next to the loos and tarpaulin tent of a kitchen!
It must be said though, the donkey didn’t actually wake us up… Sue had long gone for her morning run by the time the donkey got going and even I’d stirred from my slumbers.
After my usual eggs and ham for breakfast we set off for the Lux, French, German border to meet an old Uni friend Tom.
We left the campsite and stopped in the local village next to a boules pitch to plan our route.
We had plenty of time today, so set the SatNav to the windiest route and set off.
We followed the route of the River Meuse for much of the way and stopped at a view point overlooking the Meuse valley. We had a spot of lunch and carried on.
We did try and stop in one village with a nice looking cafe, but when we parked in the only space we could find, the bikes were poking out into the road too much, so we moved on.
The scenery is, of course, fantastic to meander through, which goes without saying…
but the only thing of note as we travelled the d-roads was a fete-de-bois (wood fair?). It seemed to be, as well as perhaps other things, a chainsaw competition. There were loads of tree trunks standing in two lines in a field with tents around them. Looked to me like they were setting up for one of those axe and chainsaw competitions you sometimes see on the less viewed sporting tv channels.
Not much else to report except crossing the Moselle is always jaw dropping, we don’t really have rivers of this scale in the UK, at least not many.
It was great, as always, to catch up with Tom, Helen and their kids. We chatted all afternoon, planned some stuff with their direction for the next few days, booked the next two nights stay in Vianden and then went out to a Portuguese restaurant on the outskirts of Luxembourg city. Great food and great company… and green wine!. It’s a real shame we don’t get to see them very often.
Sue and I were very conscious of Tom’s health and so pitched the van in their back garden. We’ll be off in the morning and leave them in peace again.
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