La Rogue Gageac

Thus engorged, we decamped and drove on the few miles to the village of La Rogue Gageac on the Dordogne. This was aided in fact by our crack satnav Tom's finding many ingenious shortcuts across the beautiful rolling countryside, some of which may once have been intended for 4-wheeled vehicles. La Rogue Gageac is totally touristy but has a nice setting and another aire de camping cars, this one not free but not expensive. We settled in, explored the town, investigated the recreational opportunities, did a river cruise (next post), had a repast, took a hike up the cliffs, and rested. Tourism is hard work.

La Rogue Gageac, from the river, which is at this point quite wide, deep and fast;
it passes through by many such cliffs hereabouts

Walking about La Rogue Gageac

Ditto

Repast of poulet roti from the Sarlat market and white
asparagus from Cahors (I think the wine was left-over
Ribera from Spain)

Another hike

Looking down on the pretty public park and aire at La Rogue Gageac, and the
Dordogne

Part of the cliff collapsed some years back, destroying
several homes and killing three; but it's a view to die for...

The limestone apparently retains heat so well it is possible to have plants here
otherwise not possible at this latitude in France; here, walking back down to the
aire, we are emerging from a bamboo forest

The Dordogne does flood from time to time, marked on the
stones at the left of this buidling; the highest about 8 feet above
street level