Wonderful time in France.
The weekend with Rod and Gilla was a huge success from our standpoint.
Of course, it was wonderful to see them (and the dogs) again and we had a terrific time. The weather in the Luberon is fantastic. They have 320 days of sunshine a year there and certainly we saw only pure blue sky with not a cloud in sight the whole three days. The nights were cold, crisp and clear and the days warm and sunny. Rod and Gilla had organised a visit to the St Michel Observatory and this was stunning. The sky was crystal clear and we spent a couple of hours in the open air, viewing the universe through the medium-reflector and through powerful mounted binnoculars. I saw Saturn clearly with my own eyes, which was fun, and also the Andromeda Galaxy.
Perhaps the highspot of the visit was the Sunday lunch. Rod and Gilla had invited three French couples to lunch and it was wonderful to be able to converse with French people about every subject imaginable. The lowspot was possibly the moment when, by chance, we witnessed the end of a Wild Boar hunt. The Boar was cornered and shot only yards from where we were walking and we saw the whole poor animal die. We all like Wild Boar and we understand that you cannot eat something until somebody kills it, but all the same, it was upsetting to see.
Of course, it was wonderful to see them (and the dogs) again and we had a terrific time. The weather in the Luberon is fantastic. They have 320 days of sunshine a year there and certainly we saw only pure blue sky with not a cloud in sight the whole three days. The nights were cold, crisp and clear and the days warm and sunny. Rod and Gilla had organised a visit to the St Michel Observatory and this was stunning. The sky was crystal clear and we spent a couple of hours in the open air, viewing the universe through the medium-reflector and through powerful mounted binnoculars. I saw Saturn clearly with my own eyes, which was fun, and also the Andromeda Galaxy.
Perhaps the highspot of the visit was the Sunday lunch. Rod and Gilla had invited three French couples to lunch and it was wonderful to be able to converse with French people about every subject imaginable. The lowspot was possibly the moment when, by chance, we witnessed the end of a Wild Boar hunt. The Boar was cornered and shot only yards from where we were walking and we saw the whole poor animal die. We all like Wild Boar and we understand that you cannot eat something until somebody kills it, but all the same, it was upsetting to see.
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