July 3: Domme Domme Domme and Montignac

We head into the walled town to look at the village markets. The outlook over the river is lovely as is the shopping. We get ourselves sorted then prepare to drive to our next destination.

The weather is just awesome but today's unplanned adventure unfolds in surprising ways as we manage to loose Kay and Malcolm when we leave the carpark and turn in opposite directions. Quite a performance and in a way remarkable to have not happened so far in our travels. To cut a long story short we wait in Domme and they drive in the direction we had talked about going. Our phones and walkie talkies are not working reliably and we have to head into town a couple of times to try to send emails and messages amd confirm a plan. It's not until much later in the day that we decide to drive on. We finally find them parked in an Aire in Montreau, close to the banks of the Dordogne. They manage to find someone who helps them communicate with us using their phone. Phew! Quite a day wondering if we might not see each other until we come back to NZ in October!

July 2: Roccamador to Domme

We buy coffee in the village and take a look at a few shops before walking down into Roccamador. It's a lovely morning and the town with it's church and walk with the stations of the cross is pretty nice. We buy a cold drink and head off.

The drive to Domme is more of an adventure than we planned. The GPS takes us on a mad trip down what we think is not much  more than a bike track. Steep and rough ... Tony thinks it is not much more than a riverbed.

The aire at Domme is €3. We have an outrageous conversation with a Frenchman who speaks zero English but was keen to converse with us. We do manage to decipher his message but it is not until we get him to take a group photo of us then get one including him that we realise he has been chatting up Malcolm's daughter Kay. He has his arm around her when he realises the truth. Great fun!

July 1: Valleys and Dales

More walnut trees, gorgeous hilltop and valley villages, winding narrow roads that take us over and through rocky outcrops/and a spot of shopping for groceries and camping gas.

We have a bike ride by the Dordogne then leave the camp ground to head out for shopping. These excursions always take longer than expected so we miss out on the planned trip to a local village market. Instead we are surprised by the beauty of our next stop at the village of Autoire. It's roasting hot today so when the wlk goes past the village and into a wooded area it is really pleasant. The waterfall is not as pretty as one you might find in New Zealand but it's a pleasant afternoon.

We decide to continue to Rocamador to park up for the night in a village car park.