Rain, rain go away… come back another day!!!

MiSte Anne campsite in Villegly was a lovely pretty little circle of a campsite with very good sized daisy covered grass pitches, with more rows of pitches cutting across the midsection of the camp, and spotlessly clean facilities… On arrival the owners also supply you with a welcome pack filled with info on local tourist attractions you may wish to visit during your stay, the place was peaceful the site has a bar, restaurant and a very refreshing swimming pool… nearby is a bakery and a few other small local shops just a short walk from the site.

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The surrounding areas are very picturesque and we walked up a small hill to the windmill and then down past flowing fields full of growing grape vines and then up into a wooded area where we found the dumped rusty skeletal remains of an old Citroen 2CV which was by now almost buried in the undergrowth, which Pete found great pleasure in exploring… along with the dog who followed and jumped right in after him into the overgrown bushes, and by doing so then proceeded to pick up a few of those pesky ticks who were just waiting to be picked up…

Toffi had a lovely long stroll that day but she gets very concerned when one of us is out of view… she then has to go find the lost one and herd them back into her view, she got most concerned when she noticed Pete had dropped behind on our walk and was out of her sight… so while Pete was busy taking pictures… Toffi was busy looking for him…

The weather was a mixed bag with some sunny, beautiful and pretty hot days… on the hot days you could find me and Toffi being cooled by the fan and hiding from the heat of the day…

But alas the weather didn’t last and we had days of really heavy constant downpours of rain and thunderstorms, the heaviest of the rain fell on our last two days of being there and being on a grass pitch both Pete and I started to sweat about whether we would be able to drive off the pitch without hassle…. and when our time was up there, yep… we were stuck on the pitch and unable to move without some help as the tyres just couldn’t get any grip (we had purchased some grip strips for when we found ourselves in such a situation but they turned out to be a complete waste of time and money, they are also a risk of injury or damage as they fly out the back of the wheels the instant any traction is made whilst also ripping up the turf as they do so!!!), so we called on help from the campsite owners (Magali and Antoine who were by the way also very lovely people and they brought us up some mattress protector material to put under the tyres to help give the tyres grip on the slippery grass and to be fair… it worked!!!) our dutch neighbour also pitched in with a helping hand to get us off the pitch so with 3 of us also pushing the motorhome and the material placed, we managed after a few minutes to get off, we did churn a small patch of the turf up which we felt really bad about!!! We apologised for the turf mishap but the owner was very patient, told us not to worry it was the weathers fault and told us they had the campsite for the past 18 years and this was the wettest start to the season they had seen and apparently we were the second vehicle that had struggled with a pull off that day… the site itself though is very well cared for with everything tended too really nicely and it’s a very pretty and attractive place to visit we stayed 7 nights and thoroughly enjoyed it…

We estimated we had another 100km to the next site we’d planned to visit and with me dreading it would take us another 6 hours travelling we were relieved to find it took just 3 hours, we stopped briefly for coffee and to fill up with diesel as we were nearly running on empty and although we had passed a few stations the height of the roofs over the fore courts were all too low for us to enter safely, we finally arrived at Campsite Le Botanic in Fabregues just after 3pm on the 14th May, the day was rainy, grey and miserable, the ground was very wet still and the camp was soggy with some of the pitches clearly waterlogged due to the sheer amount of rainfall France has had in the last few days… reception was friendly and welcoming, and allowed us to locate a suitable pitch we liked, we were advised to go to certain areas in the campsite as they may be better and less water logged but they’d failed to mention the map of the campsite was wrong and we ended up taking a turning which according to the camp map should have had a way out, but this had now been fenced off and become a dead end!!! we ended up having to unhitch the trailer and try to turn our big vehicle back around somehow in a small car size turning space while also navigating around a palm tree that was planted smack bang in the middle of that turning space… eventually 10 minutes later and after getting ourselves out of that muddle, we decided it was a better idea for us to go on foot around the campsite to find a pitch… something we should have done in the first place!!!

We couldn’t find anything that suited us or that wasn’t really overly waterlogged and too soft for the weight/size of our vehicle to be parked on in the area we were directed to… but we found another pitch at the other end of the site… this pitch has a slight decline to the entrance/exit and more felt more solid, stoney and stable under foot, although there are some rather large swaying trees over us… so here is where we are pitched, and although the weather reports say the weather was supposed to be improving… once our levelling ramps are removed we should be able to just roll forward gently on this pitch to get off should there be much more rain!!! There are frogs here and at night they come out to play and if outside all you can hear is there throaty, bellowing chorus of their calls…

The next day the weather started to clear although it was slightly breezy the sun was shining, everything was drying out and all was starting to be good in the world again, we decided to take a stroll into the town, the camp reception had told us of a route we could walk down which was a much quieter and a much safer route than walking down the main road, and they were right it was a really lovely quiet route to walk along, the old town was great, with really quaint looking streets and buildings and although there were posters advertising a fete that day we unfortunately failed to find it…

But we did however find the Intermarche supermarket and Pete went in to buy some salad, fresh veg and fruit, while Toffi and I found somewhere shaded and quiet to await for his return… and although I had said not to buy too much as I could ride back in with the bike and doggy hut for more supplies and as we had to get the stuff back on foot… he returned to us 30 minutes later weighted down with a heavy rucksack and with over a 2.5 mile walk ahead

back to camp carrying it all, the poor bloke was knackered by the time we got back (please note I had offered multiple times to help and take turns to carry the backpack back during our trip back to camp but Pete declined my offers due to him not wanting me to hurt my poorly shoulders and back… such a gentleman!!!)

Well better get out there and enjoy the surroundings while the sun is still shining…

Take care

Donna x

campsite Le Moulin de Ste Anne GPS N43°16’59” E2°26’29” €17 per night total spend €127 including tax