Life in the slow lane!The next day, Helen and I decided to stay behind in Colombiers while Guillaume took the others on an excursion. We were “anchored” immediately past a little bridge that we had squeezed under the night before. All morning, we watched as tiny tractors pulled little carts overflowing with red grapes into town. We hopped up onto the bridge and followed the slippery “grape trail” into town. Here, we found the town’s wine cooperative…where local farmers bring their harvest to be turned into basic red table wine. After sampling some of their wares, we made our way back to the Roi Soleil, just as the van-groupies were unloading. We chattered excitedly, each of us recounting our morning’s adventures, while Dame Karen served us another delicious luncheon on the aft-deck.
We spent the rest of the day relaxing, as Finnegan deftly guided us down the Canal. The girls had a cooking lesson from Dean and enjoyed watching the scenery float by from the elevated vantage point of the aft-deck’s hot tub! Later in the day, Fin even let me take the wheel…a nerve-wracking job if there ever was one. That night found us nestled along the bank on the outskirts of Capestang, a quaint village of 3000.
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