The river flows through the gorge and passes by some beautiful views of not quite mountains but very large hills. We stopped at a local municipal camp/caravan site we had visited before and it was crowded with one tent in about 20 acres. It’s still early season here.
It was getting really hot in the afternoon and up to about 33 degrees and so we hid in the shade and read and watched the canoes pass by on the river.
We had been advised that there was to be a musical event in the evening in Ebreuil and so after dinner we headed downtown to see what we could find. The evening sun was creating great shadows on the old buildings and so Noel took a few photos.
When we arrived in town there was not much sign of a musical festival and so we carried on walking and found in a restaurant near the main square, where they hold market day, a disc jockey playing music across the road to people eating in the restaurant. We thought if this was the musical event then something must be wrong.
However, on the way back and in the Marie square a small group had gathered of the local guitar club and also we think the church choir. The guitar group started first and were very nervous and it felt like a finger warm up rather than a tune until they came to the end when we were encouraged to clap. After three tunes of indifferent nature it was the turn of the choir who also started quietly and also off key. The Vicar was doing his best to keep things moving along by playing a decrepit organ and waving his arms between notes to encourage the choir. It did get better and in the end they were beginning to sound quite good. I think the café across the road missed a trick by not setting up tables and selling some plonk. Anyway it was good to watch and madefor an entertaining evening.
Back to the site and bed, by this time the van had cooled down quite a bit but it was still warmer than any other night here.
