Dawdling in the Dourdogne.

LEMBRAS.

Heavy overnight rain has left the skies grey this morning. However, the sun burns away the clouds by mid morning. By then, we're walking through the narrow streets of Sarlat. The shops are just opening and the market place is being readied for the weekend.

The area is famous for its duck and foie gras, hence the statue of the geese. We pass a large enclosure of geese on the way to the next stop at La Roche Saint-Christophe. We can't work out if the are being fattened for pate or for Christmas. Their wings have obvously been clipped, they make no attempt to fly away.

La Roche is on the banks of La Vezere river which runs into the Dourdogne. People have settled here for 50,000 years'. From Viking times they have built settlements into the side of the rock. The last settlements were destroyed in the 1600's.

Our pitch is at Lambras, just before Bergerac. The places are full by 5pm. It's free but provides electricity at 6 euro which is the attraction for us. Rosie is suffering with a heavy cold so we decide on a takeaway pizza for dinner. It turns out we're spoilt for choice tonight. In addition to the permanent takeaway a mobile one appears opposite the site. Slightly cheaper, we settle for that. However, Rosie has taken a turn for the worse, so I sit outside the van eating most of it.