The campsite, La Fôret du Morvan, is located in Larochemillay and ran by an ex-pat Dutch family. We found the site via Cool Camping, as we have found many of our sites. We arrived and Knigel got set up at the back of the main barn, with a gorgeous view and a lot of space.
It was an incredible campsite and really embodied the term “rustic”. When you drove in it was like driving through an old western town with wooden buildings either side and a dirt track running through the middle. You can really tell that there is a community spirit here and reminded us both somewhat of a hippy commune where you can run safely wild through the site and anything goes. Children especially were well catered for with one of the barns having been converted to effectively a big play area, with rope swings, table football, basketball hoop, slide and toys galore. You could even hire your own private bathroom facilities for your stay if they were available with toilet, shower and sink included so that you could leave all of your toiletries rather than walking them back and forth each time.
We both really loved it as a place to stay but unfortunately we couldn’t stay long as although being ideal for us, for Juno it was like a torture camp. Rabbits & chickens roamed freely around the campsite which is another great feature for the kids but not for an working cocker spaniel who thinks everything needs to be flushed out. For the first time at a campsite we really had to keep Juno on a lead, and that isn’t much fun for any of us.
We took Juno for a walk through woods and fields straight from the campsite and checked in at the campsite’s lake. It seemed to be a proper swimming lake so we stopped Juno from venturing too far in.
There was a pizza night tonight, so off the three of us went. We met up with two other British couples and their children, amazingly of the four adults, Will, Rachael, Nicky and Roger, 3 of them were practically neighbours to us. We live (used to live!) in Dorridge, a village in-between Birmingham and Warwick, Nicky and Roger live in Warwick and Will grew up in Dorridge. Such a small world. It was really lovely to have some Brits for company and I think Greg and I may have had a dose of verbal diarrhoea as they are the first people in nearly 6 weeks that we have been able to have a long chat with (apologies guys!). It was a really fun evening, with making your own pizzas, beer and wine, plus chatting to kids.
Off we went to bed, a little worse for wear. We have decided to move on tomorrow as there really is too much temptation for Juno and we do not want her on the lead all of the time.
If you are thinking of going to La Fôrest du Morvan though, and particularly if you have children, go for it, there is so much for children to do and in Nicky’s words, “they can be feral”.