Wednesday, 4 June 2014

A day of two halves

Both Saturday morning and Saturday afternoon were rather exciting, although in very different ways.

You know by now that our cottage in France is in the middle of nowhere, on top of a hill, and of course that brings all kind of wildlife to the doorstep. Every morning I walk the dogs along our lane and they love snuffling at all the animal tracks left overnight.

 Saturday morning, about 7am, I went out of the gate and onto the lane, and after a few metres the dogs stopped of course, and started sniffing around. I looked down the lane while I waited with them, and thought, oh no, there are two deer on the lane, half hidden in the tall grass, I hope they disappear before the dogs see them, and, oh, they are a very dark colour............  At that moment, the 'deer' started grunting and snorting, and I realised they were two great big wild boars! OMG, of course, the dogs immediately reacted and started racing towards the boars and I nearly fainted. I was so scared for my dogs, I screamed and whistled for them to come back, but of course once on the hunt, there is no stopping Poppy, but at least Hector came back pretty quickly. Poppy disappeared so quickly chasing the boars, and I eventually managed to raise my DH with my whistling and screaming and we both tried to find her. I had terrible visions of finding her mauled to death by the boars, they are extremely dangerous animals. But after 20 minutes or so the little b.tch suddenly turned up behind us no worse for her adventure. I, on the other hand, was much worse, lol, it took me hours to calm down. Not an experience I want to repeat in a hurry! And no, I didn't get any photos of the sangliers ( wild boars) , lol!

So that was the morning. The afternoon at least promised excitement of a different sort. A few days earlier, a lovely gentleman came to our house and explained that the Annual Charolais Brionnais cycle race would come along the road at the top of our lane, and could we ( and of course all the neighbours along the same route ) not use our cars between certain times, because the roads are so steep and narrow with very dangerous bends. Once a year, for a couple of hours? Of course, no problem.

We thought we would make a bit of an afternoon of it, so we invited a couple of friends to come over. We set up our garden table on the corner of our top field, brought out the nibbles and the drinkies, and watched the whole thing unfold from there. 

DH on the right, our lovely friends on the left

Typical apero in our area, rose wine with creme de pamplemousse -

One of the marshalls was also stationed at our corner, so we had a good chat with him as well. First, there were the promo cars, loads of them, all honking their horns and waving and shouting greetings -

Then came the security motor bikes, loads of them -

and finally the start car with the flashing lights, which meant the 115 cyclists were right behind! -

Yep, woohoo, the first ones were coming round the corner! -


I loved how the cyclists were colour coordinated with their support cars -

and being so close to them, was interesting to see their facial expressions-

We did watch the Tour de France a couple of years ago when it came through a town not far from us, but of course you can't get close, there are thousands of spectators, so taking photographs was far too difficult. Not here though ;-) -

After most of the 115 cyclists had come through in large groups, there was a long line of support vehicles -

and a few single ones trailing a little behind, peddling like crazy to try and catch up-

We had a lovely couple of hours spent with our friends and watching it all, and you know what? WE EVEN MADE THE PAPERS! Yep, out of all the shots they must have taken along the very long route, in the towns etc, they picked US for their newspaper spread. We thought that was hilarious.

So, the day ended well after all. And Sunday was brocante day. Found a few things, nothing too exciting, but you know, lol, a few things are better than no things.

More about that later. 

For now, thank you all so much for stopping by and visiting, a big hello and welcome to the new followers, and a toodlepip to you all. xxx


Rita C. said...

How fun (except for the wild boar episode - SCARY!). In our neighborhood, though not always a race, there are many walkers, joggers, and cyclists. I always refer to one organized group of cyclists as the peloton when they regularly ride through in one large group. Love your table set up and nibbles. :)

Healing Woman said...

I loved reading about your adventures in France. I lived for a brief time in the Loire Valley and have never gotten over being there. The boars, the race, the friends. How wonderful for you. Please keep up these special posts. Thank you.

Dorthe said...

Now you are famous in your little town in France my dear Liz :-)
How fun,your bike "party" ended up in the newspaper.
Wonderful photoes , I`m so happy the wild boars , had dissapeared and did not return. How frightening Liz, I can totally imagine how scared you was for the dogs, that they would be attacked. What a reliefe for you they both returned without damage . Would they come back, you think, ...I would be a little scared for the walk the next dayes or so .
I send you smiles and hugs. xxx,Dorthe

Rhonda said...

Ah, that was like a trip to France just reading this. I truly enjoyed all of your photos and felt uplifted when I saw your gorgeous rolling hills of France.

Sigh, Liz, so happy all ended well as I know how much you adore your pups. xo Rhonda

Elizabethd said...

I remember the same in our little village some years ago. It all seemed to be over so quickly!

Carolyn Howarth said...

Hi Liz!
What an exciting day. Glad your dogs were none the worse for their encounter with the sangliers! We have lived in France for three years now and although I know they are about we have not yet seen one! The tour de france is coming our way in late July so much excitement. Suddenly potholes are being filled and much needed resurfacing taking place! See you back at Tag Tuesday. Carolyn xxxxxx

Marci said...

Wonderful photos, it looks so pretty there! Glad your dogs are OK.

Linda said...

Great series of photos.

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Betsy said...

Wow, such excitement of all kinds! What a fun lunch and watching the bicyclists with friends! I think the wild boars would be a little freaky for me as well! Glad you are home safe and sound...and ready to go back to france.....I should come with you! LOL

Lynn Stevens said...

oh my gosh... I had to call my hubby in to hear your wild bore story, how scary!! so glad both your dogs are o.k. and no doubt they saved your life as well
hugs Lynn