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Over The Hills & Far Away

Another lovely day in the south of France, it's great waking up to blue skies & sunshine - even though the mayor made his announcements over the Mairie tannoy just after 9am again. At least the village school was closed today - perhaps they open on Saturday mornings instead!

We've had a great drive around Montagne Noire & through the Gorges de la Clamoux...

This area is so dry, which is nice for us - after living for over 7 years in one of the dampest counties in the UK!

In northern France, a lot of the rivers were in spate & fields water-logged, but here - this river bed looks like it dried up a long time ago.

Stunning views from up high.

Approaching one of the mountain villages, Rieussec.

Closer look at Rieussec & another dry river bed.

I think this is Citou, with their village Christmas Tree on the left & their one Christmas Light above the road!

At last a small river & water fall!

More lovely views - stretching as far as the Pyrenees.

Approaching the quirky settlement of Lespinassiere...

Where there are heads in dustbins...

...& letterboxes for stomachs!

January is definitely a perfect time to be here, just no one around.

A Fountain Lavoir - communal laundry washing area, which has a constant stream of fresh water.

Wind turbines in the distance!

Farmers fields around Cabrespine.

"It's 106 miles to Perpignan. We've got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's (nearly) dark, we're not wearing sunglasses, but we do have dog biscuits - Hit it"

Tomorrow's a special day for a special person & we're going on a special day out...

Bye for now,

Kay, Sime & Hugo xxx

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Karin said…
Hope your special day is all you hope it to be.

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