Saint-Montan

This morning we got up early ready to explore the medieval city of Cremieu and from 6am the cars just kept on piling into the car park where we spent the night. Exiting Wanda we were greeted by a very excitable Frenchman who was telling us what was going on before lunchtime and that he had a camping car, but we didn’t really understand him except for the odd word so Ellie smiled and that worked and he drove off. We started in the town before heading to the old ramparts but almost all of the shops were closed except for the cafe’s and considering the cars that had blocked Wanda in and the traffic on the nearby road the town was dead. We climbed the steep stairway to the old ramparts and we were the only ones up there which was great for us to look around and take a few pictures.
We left Cremieu about 10:30am heading for Lyon which was an hour away and when we got there the place was heaving with traffic, we didn’t want to chance getting stuck down some side road or having a fender bender so we decided to drive straight through Lyon and onto the next destination. Rochmare which again was an ancient medieval city with a castle and ramparts but we wanted to see the huge 200ft suspension bridge.
It was only a 10 minutes walk from our parking spot and the bridge seems bigger in real life than in pictures and it was also really windy which made crossing it and the selfies even more fun.
From there we were looking for our camp spot in the walled city of Saint montaine and TomTom decided to take us right through the middle of town. It got tighter and tighter and we turned left to head up a pass a motorcyclist stopped us and said we wouldn’t do it in Wanda so we had to turn around and go back out.
We used park4night to look for an alternative tortoise spot and we found one on the edge of a field but when we reached it the track leading down looked a little to steep and if it did rain we could have been stuck there indefinitely so we skipped that. Then after all the messing around Ellie found us a camp sight a couple of miles away but when we got there it was to late to check in at 18:20hrs.
By now we were all tired and hungry and I was convinced I could get us to the original camp spot by going an alternate route so I replanned our route and away we went again.
30 mins later we had arrived at a little car park behind the town hall in a little village called larnas where they welcome motorhomes, we dumped our grey water and toilet and then filled our fresh water tanks before settling in for the night and watching the sunset.Read more