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  • Day927

    Nonancourt aire

    January 9 in France ⋅ ☁️ 6 °C

    Nonancourt feels very familiar to both of us but we've never stayed in its free aire before. It offers 6 places near the Town Hall, looking out onto the tall trees and lawns that make up its grounds. We are alone here to start with and it is quiet, the only cars that pass, crawl slowly to the small Town Hall car park. Sadly the fresh water tap and electric points are turned off but we can survive without them.

    Snatches of sunshine light an otherwise overcast day so when the clouds part at around 1:30pm we go exploring. Unfortunately the lunch time closing catches us out and most shops are shut but we enjoy gazing up at Nonancourt's higgldy piggldy houses, leaning this way and that. Timber frames of brown and black preside and lead down to the central square, where a cheese seller is just packing up their van. It looks as if there might have been a market on in the morning. We cross the two channels of the little River Avre that runs an artificially straight course through the lower end of town. High sided houses rise out of the water and many have private bridges, a little larger than gangplanks, that lead from their back doors, over the Avre to the street.

    Nonancourt is obviously on a popular route because back at Martha Motorhome, as the daylight faded, we were joined by 3 other vans, all with GB plates. Now, it is customary for those in motorhomes to give each other a friendly wave when passing on the road and to at least acknowledge each other with a nod when pulling up in an aire. Our neighbour, who resembled Mr Smithers from The Simpsons, studiously avoided all eye contact, then proceeded to fill his bucket at the river and use a long handled brush and mop to give the outside of his van a full wash, in direct defiance of the signs forbidding it. At least one other left their waste pipe open to dribble grey water over the tarmac. No, it wasn't the end of the world, but it was disrespectful and made us ashamed to be associated with them by way of our nationality.

    After a frosty night Vicky got up, did Pilates then went to fetch freshly baked croissants and a baguette from the boulanger on Grande Rue, whose information board promised they would be open at 6:45am. At 8:15am there was no signs of life but fortunately the lights of the artisan boulanger next to the grey stone Église Saint-Martin were spilling out onto the main square and had croissants aplenty that we enjoyed for breakfast.

    Before finally departing Nonancourt, we returned once again to the cobbled alleys and timber framed buildings to pick up a few groceries, then a couple of hyacinths from the florist's to brighten up the van.
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  • Day925

    Poses, La Seine

    January 7 in France ⋅ ⛅ 8 °C

    We've crossed into Normandy and have found a spot aside the Seine. It's a wet and potholed layby off a dead end side track but there is a lovely view out of our front and side windows. The river is wide, but it is only when we look at the map that we realise the opposite bank is actually that of an island; one of several in this large meander loop. Further channels flow around the tree topped isles and occasionally huge transport barges can be seen ploughing their way upstream before disappearing behind the landmasses. Accross the water, rural hills rise up and a couple of outcrops of bare chalk stand prominently, one of which has been carved out to house a gun emplacement, presumably last used in the world wars.

    Before leaving our lakeside aire this morning we bit the bullet and sorted out the van insurance, which was up for renewal at the end of the month. Since Will turned 50 (nearly 15 years ago now) we have been using SAGA. Unlike most policies, theirs allowed us to spend as much time as we liked in Europe, but the premium rose to nearly £1000 last year after Vicky scraped a parked car and this year's quote was more than half again at £1529 because the company had not yet resolved the case of someone driving into the back of us in July in Denmark, despite 20 years protected no claims bonus. It was a big price hike so after ascertaining that they couldn't reduce it, we looked into other insurers. Adrian Flux would insure us for under £800 but restricted our roamings to 270 days a year, however, Comfort has a specialist full timers policy for £1300 whose only restriction was that you couldn't spend more than 6 months in any one foreign country each year. The thing that swung it for us was the unlimited mileage. Saga's quote restricted us to 16,000 miles and we'd always made travel plans with this in mind. So, Comfort has taken a big chunk of money from our credit card this month, but lifted a big weight from our minds.

    Insurance done and dusted, we set off this morning towards an Intermarché Will had found on the sat nav and were disappointed to find it closed. Several other supermarkets we passed were also shut but after a hunch and a small detour, Will found an open Super U. Vicky was feeling weak so let him go in by himself. After a long wait she began to think she'd made a mistake; we haven't done a 'big shop' for months and Will does tend to get a bit carried away. She wasn't reassured when he came out with a trolley full of purchases and a faux innocent look on his face!

    Once we'd squeezed the trolley load into our little cupboards and tucked into the french stick for lunch, we set off once again through the region's wide open fields and outcrops of barren winter trees. Passing by Rouen we managed to spot the island we'd stayed on and canoed round several years ago when we visited France in our old motorhome with Poppy and our ancient chocolate lab, Bronwyn. Today we were looking for somewhere out of the way, so followed the Seine to Poses.

    Upon arriving, Vicky was unsure about staying so close to the campsite that our road runs adjacent to, but it was closed for winter so we stopped for 2 peaceful nights, having agreed to slow down our travels. Giving ourselves more time at each place is good for getting things done and Will was feeling very productive. He fixed his broken clothes drawer, sewed up the hole in his trousers and attached the tape lights Vicky had got for Christmas, to the van's electrics via a switch he'd bought at Super U. Vicky carefully positioned them above the rotating driver and passenger seats and peeled back the cover from the self adhesive tape, sticking them into place. She'd chosen a warm white light and we were both surprised at how bright they are. We'd previously strung battery operated fairy lights around the cab but they didn't output much light into this previously dull area of the van. We are really pleased with the tape lights, we just hope the glue holds!

    It wasn't all work, when we saw the sun peaking out we set off downriver and managed to make it to a huge wier that had a footbridge, where you could stand and look down on the rushing water. Temperatires are still in single figures but it was good to get out, especially as Will is continuing to improve after his hospital visits. The route took us through woodland corridors and past a range of old and expensive looking detached houses set within their own grounds. Many had private terraces over the water and one even had a swimming pool in the back garden. Away from the homes were guest moorings for large boats, and a few permanent ones that looked like livaboards.

    On the last morning Vicky went for a walk through the village's quiet streets and emerged between two lakes just in time to catch the sun rising over Lac du Mesnil. All in all Poses was a good place to wild camp for a couple of nights.
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  • Day673

    Le Vaudreuil

    April 30, 2018 in France ⋅

    Now on the fifth day of driving, we are getting used to France's frequent roundabouts and to be fair, we've had some good long stretches on the motorway too. Tonight's stop at Le Vaudreuil was a gravel car park surrounded by lush greenery; mature trees, long grasses and Spring woodland flowers, including a lot of wild mustard. The presence of white marquees alerted us to an event taking place a couple of fields away. We went to investigate, but found it to be a flower show charging €5 entry, so decided to go for a stroll along the river bank instead. Within a tree corridor with grass verges and a mature hedge, the waterway reminded us a little of the canals that we spent so many hours walking in the UK. It'll be lovely to nip back for a quick visit before the next leg of our European tour.Read more

  • Day4

    Giverny and Monet

    September 21, 2018 in France ⋅ 🌬 63 °F

    Glenda was in heaven today as we visited the estate of Claude Monet and Giverny. Our guide told us that Monet may have been bipolar. When he acquired the property at Giverny, the road running by it was unpaved. Coaches and wagons would pass, stirring up dirt. Every morning he would order his gardeners to dust the roses. Finally, he paid to have the road paved. At the time of his death Monet was the wealthiest artist in France. His success as an artist was largely because of a successful promoter who took some of his paintings to New York.Read more

  • Day7

    Les Andelys

    September 24, 2018 in France ⋅ ☀️ 61 °F

    I have never spent any afternoon more pleasantly than in this lovely little French town. With only a few hundred inhabitants, its greatest claim to fame is a castle built near the end of his life by Richard the Lionhearted. Unfortunately it fell to the French after his brother John Lackland succeeded him, losing eastern Normandy to the French. After touring the remains of the castle, we visited its 12th century church. The weather is perfect, and I think I could spend a week in this charming little place.Read more

  • Day4

    Vernon

    September 21, 2018 in France ⋅ ⛅ 59 °F

    In the afternoon we took a walking tour of the little town of Vernon. Our ship was docked just beside the bridge where Claude Monet’s son was killed in a car crash in 1966. The town is charming, and is located at the confluence of the Seine and the Eure Creek, which served as the ancient boundary separating the Duchy of Normandy and the Kingdom of France. As we passed the fourteenth century church, we saw that a funeral was in progress, so we had to wait to go inside for photographs. In the meantime, we went to a supermarket to buy batteries. Then we visited a patisserie for an eclair and a tartelette. Next door was a chocolaterie where we bought some truffles. Since the pastry shop did not offer coffee, we brought our goodies back to the Viking Rinda and enjoyed them onboard. Tonight’s dinner was a buffet, a sampling of the characteristic dishes of Normandy. There was a ton of cheese, a fabulous chicken dish, and apples aplenty.Read more

  • Day73

    Vierter Tag

    June 20, 2018 in France ⋅ ⛅ 23 °C

    Heute hat sich die Landschaft merklich verändert. Es wurde endlich flach!! Ich habe auch dem entsprechend mehr geschafft.
    Am Nachmittag konnte ich nach 90 km entscheiden, ob ich in dem Ort, in dem ich mich befand, auf den Campingplatz gehen wollte oder noch die 40/50 km bis zum nächsten Zeltplatz schaffe. Ich habe mich für die zweite Option entschieden, obwohl ich dadurch einen kleinen Umweg fahren würde.
    Der Zeltplatz hatte ein eigenes kleines Freibad, welches ich auch erstmal zum Abkühlen nutzte. Es war den ganzen Tag sehr sonnig, was auch sehr anstrengend war, da ich größtenteils zwischen Feldern in der prallen Sonne fuhr. Am Abend merkte ich auch, dass ich mir einen schicken Sonnenbrand eingefangen hatte.

    Strecke: 141,12
    Fahrtzeit: 6:08
    durchschnittl.-Geschw.: 23,12
    max. Geschw.: 59,15
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  • Day4

    Monet's Home & Garden, Giverny, France

    June 24, 2018 in France ⋅ ⛅ 17 °C

    We travelled by bus out to Giverny, France in the Normandy region to see Claude Monet's home and gardens. The gardens themselves where absolutely beautiful and worth seeing however the place was packed with people. We had a little less than 2 hours to see everything so the house was out if the question due to the lines. The gift shop line was so long Doug just took a place in the checkout line as soon as we got there and I shopped and handed him things as I found them. We had next to no time left after this to see Giverney itself. Still it was beautiful!Read more

You might also know this place by the following names:

Département de l'Eure, Departement de l'Eure, Eure, Eburae

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