Day 17 – An Almost Perfect Campsite
Once again the journey was both beautiful and hair raising with continuous single track lanes and sheer drops to the side. This part of France really is stunning, I wonder if I will say that everywhere? We passed through little villages as we climbed altitude, stopping for a picnic and a dip in a stream on route. We have also made the decision to stop every time we see a French motorhome parked as we keep driving past and then realising that they had stopped for a great view or perfect picnic place – this may slow us up, but we’re not in a hurry.
We arrived at Camping La Source and they had a space for us, Knigel and Juno. Wow, and what a site. Surrounded by mountains that are used by gliders and parachutists, the campsite is small but not overcrowded at all with both tents and motorhomes plus three tipees. Paul and Judy, a couple originally from Fleet in the UK run the site and do a fabulous job. We love it already! We booked in for two nights plus tonight’s BBQ and settle in.
Juno has been doing little jumps since we arrived, clearly loving the space and freedom. I feel like joining her, I can’t help feel that we may get “stuck” here for a while.
We went off to the BBQ and Paul cooked salmon for me especially, we had a lovely meal and great company. Juno got to play with a couple of golden retrievers, one being the campsite dog and amused everyone by picking the most embarrassing time to stop for a poop.
We headed back to Knigel, feeling very satisfied and bumped into our tented neighbours – a young couple from Canada, albeit living in the UK. We had a few beers together and swapped travel stories, generally having a really nice night. Greg then spent half an hour zapping bugs with an electric thingy that our friends, the Tilley’s bought him. If you hate flying insects, Haute Alpes is not the place to go I can tell you.
Of to bed content with my lot in life.