Breakfast at Gite Les Peyreire. Michael, Bernadette, John, Robin, Serge. Note Serge is dressed to ride with us to Duras. After Duras, we relied on John's map program which routed us on a somewhat indirect but perfect route along quiet roads.
Goliath, pleading for attention but disqualified as the repeat Dog of the Day.
Bernadette and Serge have farmed 50 hectares since the 1960s, raising one daughter and primarily grapes. Serge owns his own appellation (now inactive), essentially a valuable trademark. Now his grapes go to the local wine cooperative. He raises malbec, cabernet franc, and cabernet sauvignon.
Riders of a Similar Age. Serge had a fine racing bike, having no trouble keeping pace with our loaded touring bikes.
Tobacco Drying Barn. Tobacco has been entirely replaced by other crops, mostly grapes and row crops.
We bid adieu to Serge at Chateau de Duras.
Horse of the Day. The white one was polite. The larger brown one tried to eat my hand and bike trailer. Dogs are not the only skilled beggars.
Town Hall in St Laurent. We had lunch at the nearby patisserie where we met the Dog of the Day.
Dog of the Day. One of the gentlest Golden Retrievers one could meet.
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