The Lot
Under the shadow of unsettled weather, we began our week in the Lot. After a day in and around St Cirq Lapopie, we travelled to the adjoining department to visit the medieval village of Conques. The road meandered along the Lot River, brimming and murky from the recent downpours. Passing a weir further upstream, the sediments flowed along the furthest bank fed by a tributary.
Although a point of contention, I insisted that I wanted to visit Rocamador when there was little cloud. Perhaps due to providence, the opportunity arose.
Later in the week we toured a Cahors AOC winery, followed by a candlelit dinner for four plus a baby. A tremendous storm passed over knocking out the power for a few hours. Having already closed the windows previously, I returned to fasten the shutters. It was like opening a pressure door on a flooded compartment. Aside from getting really soaked, the force of the wind was so intense it was a job to shut the windows. A couple of rainbows soon appeared.
Yesterday, we returned late to my parent’s cottage and another power cut.
