Our France Adventure travel blog

Congestion in Avignon as we leave

A final look at the ancient walls

Out into the countryside!

We asked for rural roads

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Grapes are everywhere

Nearing our destination

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Here we are

A small inn with 22 rooms

The view from our balcony

The hill town of Seguret.

The door from our balcony

They have a pool

The bar

An old-fashioned Hurdy Gurdy

The grape harvest with Tom photographing it

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Clippers cut the bunch of grapes

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The crew was full of joy!

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A bucket of grapes

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Wow! What a photo opportunity!

Our room

Wine tasting hosted by the owner

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Lots of red wines

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Anne liked some of the reds

This one in particular

Thumbs up!

The cellar

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Records

Wagon

The tasters

Sunset

The sun sets on the vineyard

The starter at dinner

The main

The dessert

Goodnight moon


We stayed in the hotel until checkout time and programmed our “Never Lost” GPS for the shortest distance (which was not on expressways). As we left Avignon in a bit of city traffic, we soon began to see the distant mountains and were on real country roads. In fact the roads were dirt in some places and very narrow. Guess you should be careful what you wish for!

Our next hotel is right on route D-23 and we were there before we knew it. We had expected a small B&B, but it’s really small inn with 22 rooms but very personable - run by the owners who are also the grape growers and vintners. We have a large room with a balcony that looks at the hill town of Seguret, which is only a 5-minute drive away. We ate the leftovers from yesterday’s lunch on our balcony.

After a while, Tom put on his hiking shoes and set off to explore the surrounding countryside. We are in the country and it is a wonderful change from the cities we have visited thus far. The grape arbors cover a 35 acre area AND it is harvest time! As Anne looked out from our balcony there was Tom right in the middle of the harvesters documenting the picking of the grapes. The workers declared, “Here is a photographer from Time Magazine!” They were jovial and many were singing as they clipped the vines. They filled their buckets and poured the grapes into a wagon behind a tractor.

At 6PM, the owner, treated us to a wine tasting with many anecdotes about making wine including the fact that white wine can be made from purple grapes. We also toured the fermenting rooms and he told us how a mobile bottling truck comes when it is time to fill the 60,000 bottles they produce each year. So it is a very small winery. However the wines we tasted were superb - even the reds (Anne & Tom are usually white wine lovers).

We had a great dinner in the Hotel’s restaurant and watched the sun set and the moon rise before having a great night’s sleep.

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