Our arrival
at Lac de Vessiviere as the gloaming closes in.. happy folks, Norm turning into
a water baby…
Because of
all the zooming we are all pretty tired. So after a quick look around the lake
and some staring back at nosey camper types we retire to consider some wine and
some bed.
Having
arrived relatively late last night we find ourselves caught short for fresh
bread so we decide to go and explore around the lake and try and find a
boulangerie and some yummies. Eventually we find somewhere and stock up on
coffee, bread and other basics (beer). On the way back there are two
spectacular wild spots on the other side of the lake from us. One on the edge
of a damn, Jon flicks a spinner in, but to no avail. The surrounding woods did
provide some cover for some smelly ablutions though… why do it in the van when
there’s a perfectly good forest right there??!
We pass another spot and there are some old dudes fishing who look like they
know what they are about. Noush goes and asks them what bait they’re using….
Maggots and worms are key apparently.
Jon and
Norm have a go, but nothing’s biting on the spinner. Time to find some worms.
We find
another spot, totally secluded and no soul around, just around the corner but
out of sight from the old dudes . Noush is dispatched to dug up worms. Turns
out there are three worms in France and Noush found them all. Well, Jon found two
and Norm found one. Moo unearthed some underpants. So proud. Managed to catch though. Woop!
By this
stage the weather is getting a bit chilly so back to lake side for an afternoon
of exploring and messing about. The chill begins to win so we batten down the
hatches. But then it’s just so wild and beautiful here that we can’t resist
getting back out there and going for another fish on the sneaky bay around the
corner out of sight from the other campers.
Darkness
falls. We light a campfire. We start catching fish. Jon goes into full on hunter
provider Ray Mears mode and the fish are being reeled in thick and fast while
fire blazes ever higher. It’s fabulous
and as wild as it gets. Completely numb we return to Valerie at nigh on
midnight, we sneak past the battered VW that turned up late that now seems to
be having some sort of smoking/fire extinguisher catastrophe with bottoms and
naked bits flying everywhere as they attempt to..er…succeed in their
endeavours. Norm manages not to bark and
we make it undetected to Valerie… cosy in our van in the wilderness.
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