Givry, our last stop, was bustling. St. Gengoux was dead to the world. The route our Satnav chose to reach it was a bit convoluted, involving some sharp bends and inclines. Andrew negotiated them perfectly whilst uttering a few choice words. We quickly decided no others would brave the journey and sure enough there were only four vans overnight.
St Gengoux provided a lovely little free Aire (max. 8 Motorhomes) and, incredibly, unlimited free electricity as well as water. There was precious little shade so we made our own with the sun shade and awning.
We walked into the village, hoping to inject some Euros into the local economy but..the Pizzeria was shut…the wine degustations were shut, there was no boulangerie.
We ventured into the only shop, where we purchased a bottle of Bourgoyne Pinot Noir at €7.20…which turned out to be a delicious buy. Next day before we left, we did a quick bike ride round the village and beyond. A bit hilly for my liking, but it racked up a few more bike miles. What a perfect overnight stop away from it all….OK, there were a lot of tractors going past, but hey, it’s their work. There was not enough to do for a 2nd night stay, we headed off to more pastures new as we had been able to recharge our van’s batteries and our own!