Surrounded by vineyards and ancient buildings, St. Emilion, a step back in time

On days 5 and 6 of our cruise, the River Royale remained docked it Libourne. as St. Emilion, our primary destination for those days, is not on the river. We had an early breakfast for two reasons; our busses left for the 8 mile drive to St. Emilion at 8:30.

A view of the Esplanade de la Republique not far from where the River Royale was docked.

Shortly afterwards, the River Royale was scheduled to leave the dock for an hour as the mascaret was expected between 8:40 and 9:40. What is the mascaret, you ask? The Bordeaux region is very famous for wine but it also boasts a a natural curiosity: the mascaret or the river tide.
The word mascaret comes from the ancient Gascon language and it means “spotted bull” perhaps referring to the unusual height of the waves during the tidal bore.
The mascaret occurs near the mouth of rivers and estuaries during high tide and causes a sudden elevation of the water, as the strong ocean tide overpowers the natural flow of the river or estuary.
This phenomenon, called a tidal bore, takes place in France in the Gironde estuary and the inward flowing Garonne and Dordogne Rivers. Similar tidal bores occur on rivers in China, England and Brazil.
The bore often causes unusually high waves – the highest usually occur at the Equinox especially after a dry spell , when the river water is low. The waves comer in about 10 meters apart and travel at a speed between 15 km/h to 30km, depending of the location They travel up to 200 km inland and the water can be very turbulent in its wake.
Supposedly one of the best places to experience the mascaret is not far from our dock in Libourne so our Captain would take no chances with the safety of his ship and was expected to move out into the river before high tide that morning at 8:40.

Surfing on the Garonne mascaret during the equinox as a series of waves come rolling in on the normally calm river. We didn’t see any surfers.

The senior Rambler who didn’t plan to go on the morning’s walking tour expected to experience the phenomenon onboard the River Royale. He was disappointed however, this time the mascaret waves were not very high, not was the water very turbulent. On the other hand, river cruise ships are not made for rough water, so it was necessary for them to be prepared. Local surfers look forward to the peak times of the mascaret and take full advantage of the high waves as long as they last.

Luckily, there was a gentle walker tour for St. Emilion, so I happily boarded bus 3 with our group. One of the attractions of this tour was a visit to the Monolithic Church, an underground building carved out of limestone by the stone masons of the area in the 12th century. This was a place that I really wanted to see,as there are very few like it however Sharon, our cruise director and today’s guide, talked me out of it.

Not only were the cobblestones very lumpy, but they went down a fairly steep slope. The handrails in the middle also had gaps between them.

Unfortunately in order to get to the church entrance, you have to walk down a steep path called a tertre (hill) paved with large, very irregular cobblestones. Sharon was concerned that I would trip and hurt myself trying to keep up with the regular group, as the gentle walkers were going to another ancient church. When later I saw the cobblestones in question, it was obvious she was right. They were so lumpy that the city had installed a railing partway. Railing or not, I knew the senior Rambler would not be happy with me if I tried it. At least I got to see the exterior of the church, the bell tower and later, its exit on the plaza below. Sharon told me later that a couple who did not walk well had insisted on going to see the church. Unfortunately because they had difficulties, they held up the whole group which then had little time to explore the church interior. I was glad that I had taken her advice and not spoiled the tour for the others.

The bell tower stands tall over the entrance to the Monolithic Church

Before we move on, a little information about the monolithic church of St. Emilion. History relates that a Breton monk named Emilion arrived in the 8th century and established a monastery in what is now St. Emilion. He became a hermit and lived in a cave. Emilion was said to perform many miracles and thus people came to visit him there through the years. As a result, the town which sprang up around the hermitage became known as St. Emilion, although Emilion was never formally canonized. In the 12th century, the cave was enlarged by local stone masons into a church with three naves, and a small catacomb beneath.

Ancient frescoes on the roof of the Monolithic Church , photography is not allowed in the interior and I had to really look for photos on the web.

Over time, the town of St. Emilion became wealthy due to its successful wine production and its strategic position along a pilgrimage route to Santiago de Compostela. By the end of the middle ages, this small town had a number of churches including the monolithic church and the Collegiate Church which was part of the gentle walkers tour.

Not all of the monolithic church is underground. It has a 53-meter-high bell-tower which still stands today. Unfortunately in the late twentieth century the 3,000 ton weight of the tower shifted, making it likely to collapse. as constant water infiltration had threatened its foundation. Cement columns were erected to supplement the church’s pillars and reinforce the bell tower, but this solution was was only a temporary and unsightly fix. The dangerously unstable the bell tower was placed on the endangered building list in the 1990s.

This photo was taken by an unknown photographer twenty years ago, before interior photos were prohibited.

Fortunately the World Monument Foundation was able to identify and analyze the problems of the monolithic church. In 1998. geologists, architects, and engineers from universities across Europe produced recommendations for conservation strategies to save the tower which were then implemented, with funding from the local and national governments.

As locals say about the monolithic church: it was carved in the 12th century, painted in the 14th century, devastated in the 16th century wars of religion, battered during the French Revolution but restored in the 20th century.

Interior detail on the wall of the church, again photo was taken by an unknown photographer. Wish I could have toured the interior of the church myself. Some people who visited the church thought it was “creepy,” and no doubt it had a closed in feeling.

The church’s foundations were also strengthened through the insertion of tensile bands into its pillars. A decade after it was listed as an endangered building, the Saint-Emilion Monolithic Church was stabilized, restored, and opened to the public. It is but one reason the cultural landscape of Saint-Emilion, including its most famous church, was added to the UNESCO World Heritage List in 1999.

The gentle walkers did get to look down on the exit from the Monolithic Church from an area called the balcony. The other group is just leaving.

Yes, the whole town of St. Emilion is considered a World Heritage site, for a variety of reason. As the gentle walkers headed towards their main destination, the Collegiate Church, Sharon reminded us to try the two famous sweet treats of St. Emilion, small cakes called caneles and macarons for which its many pastry shops are famous. The bakers of St. Emilion claim to have invented the macaron but since many others places claim this honor, the story is hard to prove. Nevertheless, the St. Emilion macarons are very good indeed.

One of the many enticing wine shops in St. Emilion. Many of the cruisers, but not the Ramblers, bought cases to ship home or bottles to drink onboard. Since the senior Rambler doesn’t drink, this wasn’t an option for me. Although some cruisers complained about the wine and food on the River Royale, I thought both were quite good, guess I am not a true gourmet. LOL

Our destination, the early Gothic/Romanesques Collegiate Church is in the center of the town, not far from the river; its entrance is right off a busy street. The church is very large but its interior exudes a sense of peace and tranquility. The nave is in a cruciform shape with altars on each side as well as the main altar. If you look carefully, you will see a statue of St. Valery, the patron of winegrowers. Valery is a local saint whose statue, clad in the tradition garb of a vineyard worker, dates to the 16th century.

Somehow I missed poor St. Valery’s statue tho I spend quite a bit of time in the Collegiate Church, and was forced to upload this photo from the web. St. Valery holds a billhook in his right hand, this is the traditional pruning tool of vineyard workers.

Still an active parish church, the Collegiate Church hosts both art exhibits and concerts as well as traditional religious services. On the side there is an extensive cloister where the Augustinian monks who built the church walked in rainy weather.

Our guide discussing the meaning of the frescoes inside the Collegiate Church…

The Ramblers were intrigued by the many frescoes which covered the brick walls; tho faded now, they must have been brilliant when they were painted in the middle ages. We returned later during free time after lunch so the senior Rambler could see a little of the town, and the church was a good place to sit and take a break.

The cloister provided welcome shade on a hot day and shelter from rain or snow.
The ruins of the Cardinal’s palace which dates from the 12th century and made up part of the town wall.

As we walked thru St. Emilion towards our bus stop, we noticed the many ruins along the path, all built long ago of crumbling limestone blocks. One of the largest was the ruin of the Cardinal’s Palace, built in the 13th century for the Cardinal nephew of Pope Clement V. It was Clement, the former Bishop of Bordeaux, A Frenchman, he was responsible for moving the seat of the Papacy from Rome to Avignon, where it remained for over a century.

Clement was also responsible for the dissolution of the Knights Templar with the encouragement of the French King, Philip IV who wanted the Templar Order’s money as these warrior priests had been the Papal Bankers. Jacques De Molay, the last Grand Master of the Templars was tortured and burned at the stake after he retracted his confession. As he was dying he laid a curse on those who had condemned him and the other Templars…

Pope Clement V’s effigy, his remains (literally) can be found in another church not far from the Garonne.

Not a Pope known for his sanctity, after his death, Clement’s body lay in state at a local church when a fierce thunderstorm blew up. A bolt of lightning set the church on fire and Clemen’t body was burned to a crisp. Afterwards, the remnants were gathered up an buried under his effigy.

Not all river cruising is about touring historic sites and UNESCO villages. Every ship also offers entertainment every night. The River Royale’s in house entertainer was a talented vocalist with a pleasant manner. Nathalie had the ability to play almost any song you requested and as you might expect, she was very popular. The River Royale besides a grand piano, boasted a small dance floor in the middle of the lounge. Quite a large number of passengers gravitated to the lounge after dinner because of Nathalie. The Ramblers, by no means party animals, did wander into the lounge one night and were drawn into the very congenial group of South African travel agents whose company we enjoyed. During the course of the evening they actually got us to dance to Embraceable You, which was “our song” back in the 50s. I know they videoed our dance but thankfully, we never got a copy or I might have had to upload it to the blog. LOL

From Blaye to Bourg and a reminder of WWII

Today would be another busy day of touring in Aquitaine as we were scheduled to visit another Vauban Fortress almost directly across the wide estuary from Blaye. From there, we would take a scenic drive along the famous Route de la Corniche Fleurie. After lunch on the ship, we would enjoy a leisurely afternoon touring the ancient town of Bourg mostly on our own.

A large scale map of the area, where you can see how the two rivers split ad tho we were sailing back and forth along both rivers but would also spend some time in the estuary. Bourg is perhaps 10 miles on the river from Liborne.

There was yet another option. Almost all Uniworld tours and excursions are included in the cost of the cruise, but they do offer a few special outings from their Masterpiece Collection, which are not included. They are usually not designed for large groups but rather for those who have a special interest or want to go a little farther. Today Uniworld offered a Masterpiece Collection Tour to Chez Remy Martin in Cognac, to, well, learn more cognac of course! The Rambler didn’t sign up as her knowledge and interest in cognac is almost nil. In addition, the tour involved 4 hours in the bus, and cost 65 Euros and the senior Rambler certainly wouldn’t have wanted to go. The small group of cruisers who did reported that they enjoyed it very much, however the Ramblers also enjoyed their afternoon in Bourg and it did not cost extra.

From what I could tell, the old town of Cognac looks like something out of a fairy tale.

I did look up the Remy Martin tours in the town of Cognac before writing this blog, and I must say they were intriguing. The town itself has many well preserved historic buildings I imagine the drive was very scenic. I was surprised to learn how expensive the Remy Martin tours were, the cheapest over$20, and going up to a thousand dollars for the most expensive and extensive. Since I didn’t know about this tiered structure that day, I didn’t ask any of the participants what kind of tour they enjoyed. Now I am sorry I didn’t, tho can’t imagine it was the thousand dollar one.LOL

The senior Rambler decided he didn’t want to ride the bus to Blaye but would stay on the River Royale while it sailed to Bourg. He happily saw me off as I boarded with the other gentle walkers for a tour of the fortress and the scenic drive that followed.

As you can see, we would be surrounded by vineyards along the way.

Sometimes the day’s guide will provide some local information during our travels to the site. We all had our quiet vox listening devices in place so it was easy to hear what was said. Today the information was on the Gironde estuary which we had been sailing on since we left Bordeaux. It is the largest estuary in France, formed by the meeting of the Garonne and the Dordogne rivers, as well as several smaller tributaries. It was already very wide in spots. On this cruise we would be crossing it several times docking either on the Garonne or the Dordogne side.

The much smaller Fort Pate still stands on an island in the river.

Our first stop was the Fortress of Blaye, designed by Vauban to protect the opposite side of the estuary from Medoc.There was also another smaller fort between them in the middle of the river which in conjunction with Medoc and Blaye defended Bordeaux. The small one was called Fort Pate; the three together were called Vauban’s bolt, which he had designed to protect Bordeaux from sea-based attacks by the English and the Dutch, the major sea powers at the time.

Blaye is a much larger fortification than Medoc; it is so large that it holds a small village of artisans inside. The town was wracked by fighting during the Wars of Religion which took place after the Protestant Reformation in largely Catholic France. As a result, King Louis XIII and his ministers decide that the town needed both restoration and improved defenses. Thus the current citadel was designed and built between 1685-1689 and eventually covered 38 hectares (1 hectare = 2.47105 acres) so this is a very large fort.

The Blaye Citadel is open 365 days a year, and for a change, informative signs in English and French, of course, are found throughout the Fort. Guided tours are also available for a modest fee.. If you enter the Citadel by Porte Dauphin, you can climb the stairs to the clocktower and walk around the top of the Fortress walls. From there you will get a marvelous view of the estuary and the area surrounding the Citadel.

Wish I had gotten to spend more time in these little shops,…

However, our group did not climb the stairs to the clocktower but instead were led straight through the Fort and out the other gate. This left me little time for photo ops, particularly as this Rambler has become paranoid about tripping on the aggressive cobblestones found in around historic places in France. This time, the gentle walkers were part of a larger group, and we had to work to keep up. It was interesting to walk past the small houses and shops where people still live and practise their crafts inside the fort. Our group would have enjoying learning more about their work but today there was no time for browsing.

The main entrance to the Citadel, across a dry moat. The clocktower is in the background.

Once outside the Fort, we got to walk through the extensive market that was set up along the avenue next to the Citadel. There you could find anything from food to produce to clothing and souvenirs. Again we didn’t have much time to enjoy the market as we were encouraged to board our busses for the drive to Bourg along the scenic route la Corniche de Fleurie. The word “corniche” simply means “ledge” or “cliff” however this particular cliff road took us along a ledge that faced the Gironde estuary. La fleurie was added because some unusual flowers grow along this route.

Fishing platform and shelter, some platforms were equipped with more elaborate week-end cabins.

In past times, sea captains headquartered in the port of Bordeaux built stone houses along this road and landscaped them with the many exotic plants they brought home from their voyages. If you have a keen eye for identifying plants, you will spot various palm and banana plants and many others that would be at home in Southern California. We also spied several fishing net platforms. They lower the nets when the tide is high to catch some of the variety of fish who live in the chocolate estuary. We were told that there are some 300 species in the river.

The view along the hilly Route de Corniche de Fleurie. I didnt get any photos of flowers tho as we were moving too quickly.

Although the Bordeaux cruise is a good one, the Ramblers feel that Uniworld and the other companies who sail this route, have missed a golden opportunity to spend more time on the WWII events that occurred both in and along the estuary. We were actually sailing along the route British Commandos took in December 1942 on the Frankton Raid. A group of twelve daring men paddled up the Gironde estuary to German occupied Bordeaux in frail two man collapsible canoes. Their purpose was to attach limpet mines to the hulls of German occupied ships in Bordeaux harbor. In some ways, the raid was a success as they did attach mines to five ships which suffered varying amounts of damage. However, all but two of them died in the attempt. Although they were supposed to find their way to Spain afterwards, with help from Resistance, only two reached safety in neutral Spain. Two died from hypothermia in the icy waters and the rest were executed by the Germans. A British film, The Cocleshell Heroes, provides a somewhat accurate tale of what many call the most daring commando raid of WWII.

One of several monuments commemorating the Franckton Raid, the HMS Tuna was the submarine that ferried the commandos and their frail boats to the estuary.

We saw another WWII memorial on the way to Bourg. The British and French had sunk several ships in the Gironde estuary channel to cause problems for German ships. The rusting superstructure of several ships is still visible in the river at low tide, as the French Government decided not to remove the hulks but to leave them as a remembrance of the dark days of the German occupation.

The superstructure of one of the sunken ships that was left as a memorial, a fishing hut is in the background.

The Route La Cornice de Fleurie did not disappoint. It was a beautiful drive. The Rambler was glad that an experienced driver was piloting our bus as the narrow road took many twists and turns. We were free to enjoy the scenery while our bus driver did all the work. But like all good things, we eventually reached Bourg, to see the River Royale waiting for us. Of course the senior Rambler was also waiting for me to come aboard. As usual, the staff had hot towels and refreshing drinks waiting for us in the lobby. We would stay at Bourg until 7 PM when our ship sailed to Libourne.

After lunch we had a chance to explore the small town of Bourg, population around 2,000 as it was just a short stroll to the lower town from the marina where the River Royale was docked. For a time we watched a group of five or so boys who took turns jumping from the railing of the launching ramp into the mud and water below. It was about 10 or 12 feet down, and they must have enjoyed daring each other to take the plunge. Not much to do on a warm summer afternoon in August in this sleepy town.

If you look really hard, you can see two tiny figures on the walkway extending into the water. If you enlarge the photo, you can see one about to hit the muddy water.

Bourg had once been an important port and has been settled for 2000 years but today it is largely forgotten, except as a stop for some of the river cruise lines. The Ramblers were glad Uniworld did stop in Bourg, as it was not crowded with tourists as were most of the more popular stops along the Gironde estuary. The town had two levels, the lower part was easily accessible from the river but to access the upper town from below, it was necessary to climb the 500 steps of the King’s Staircase to the Citadel de Bourg at the top. The Ramblers did not attempt the climb nor did most of our fellow passengers.

The King’s staircase is visible in the upper-middle of the photo.

We took a leisurely stroll around the lower town, visited the Roman spring and the communal wash-house for which it supplied water. Almost all the buildings in Bourg were constructed of the golden limestone which you see everywhere in this part of France. This is not surprising because it is quarried nearby. Bourg was once a very busy port for barges which carried barrels of wine, salt and the honey colored stones which were used to build the historic buildings of Bordeaux.

The Roman spring which fed the communal wash house where the women of the village gathered to wash their clothing.
The wash house which boasted a large shallow pool inside, don’t imagine the water was heated and you had to get down on your knees and lean over to wash your clothes. Not fun.

Although we couldn’t see them, Bourg is surrounded by vineyards which produce excellent wines and have enjoyed a renaissance in popularity during recent years. The Citadel is easily accessible if you have a car, as a road leads directly to its entrance at the top of the cliff. If you get a chance to visit, the interior is somewhat restored and hosts a museum of 18th and 19th century carriages. It seems that most of the action is in the upper town, and most of the people as well. The map I picked up showed that had one of those ubiquitous little white tourist trains that are found in many towns and cities, but it was nowhere in sight. It would have been fun to get a ride to the top, but we didn’t really miss it.

All to soon it was time to head on board for the nightly talk about next days activities, a soft drink or cocktail and then a leisurely dinner as the River Royale leftfor Libourne at 7:PM for an evening sail to Libourne. After dinner we went to the sundeck and enjoyed a pleasant evening with our South African friends.

Approaching Libourne at sunset ona beautiful evening.

Another stop along the chocolate river…

Although the Ramblers had cruised on tidal rivers before, none had the peculiar attributes of the Garonne. For one thing, the river rose and fell with the tide as far inland as Bordeaux, and what surprised and disappointed us was the large amount of sediment in the Garonne. On our cruise to the seacoast and back, we never saw anything but murky chocolate brown water. In addition, the boats who were moored along the banks also sported a brownish “ring around the collar.”

No doubt the people who live along its bank, don’t mind. There must be a lot of fish in the Garonne as we spotted many fish camps along its banks, but it was not our favorite river. I learned later, despite claims to the contrary, that the Garonne was always full of sediment, due to its unique geological composition. Thus if you are looking to cruise along a river with mostly blue, relatively clear water, this cruise is not for you.

We saw many substantial homes built of yellow stone along the river. Here you can see the chocolate color of the sedimentary mud with the tide going out.

Today Uniworld offered two tour options, both in the afternoon. One could choose to visit a UNESCO site, the Vauban-designed, Fort Medoc. Then, after a brief tour of the fort which was a short walk from our ship, we would board the ubiquitous busses for a brief tour of the Margaux appellation, and then a wine tasting. Uniworld’s busses are mostly new and spacious and usually having the Uniworld logo. Our drive would take us through many acres of vineyards with their chateaus visible in the distance, as well as small villages, each with their ancient parish church. Our three groups would each visit a different Chateau for the tasting.

If you preferred a more energetic tour of the Aquitaine countryside you could travel about 14 K on a bicycle through the countryside, and enjoy a wine tasting along the way. All the Uniworld ships are equipped with very good bikes, and if I were not equipped with artificial hips, and had a few less years, I would sign up for the cycle tours…if it wasn’t raining as it is a great way to see the countryside. However, this part of France does have a maritime climate. it usually doesn’t get too hot, but sometimes it is a little damp. Fortunately for the cyclists, the afternoon was sunny and not too warm, ideal for their expedition.

The approach to Fort Medoc from the river, its companion fortress of Blaye is on the other side of the wide Gironde estuary.

Since the River Royale had remained in Bordeaux overnight, it left for Fort Medoc at 8 AM, and we arrived at our destination at 1:30 PM. After the tour groups disembarked, the River Royale sailed on to Pauillac. Our groups would also end up at Pauillac at the end of our excursions. If you are thinking nothing is very far apart on this cruise, you would be correct, However, the Garonne, as do all rivers, does not travel in a straight line, which provides more time for cruising.

In Bordeaux, the River Royale nautical crew prepared for sailing that morning, after everyone was safely on board. The Bordeaux dock, Quqi de Chartrons was next to a wide promenade, and a scene of constant activity. Anyone could disembark and stroll along the river or visit some of the shops and restaurants as long as they were on board a half hour before departure.

The River Royale docked along the river side promenade in Bordeaux

One thing to keep in mind on river cruises, is that the ships almost always set sail on the time listed on the day’s activity sheet. This is mainly due to scheduling trips through locks or finding dock space. With so many ships on the river these days, the preferred docks close to a town are often at a premium. if you miss the ship, it is up to you to find a way to the next stop. Fortunately they have Uber in France, but not all drivers may want to leave their home base.

Pauillac our final stop has around 3000 acres (12 km) of vineyards located in Haut-Medoc (part of Bordeaux wine region). Here are produced 3 of Bordeaux wine region’s 5 first-growth wines – Chateau Latour, Chateau Mouton Rothschild and Chateau Lafitte Rothschild. On our way to our designated Chateau, we would get to see these great estates from a distance as our bus rumbled slowly by, which was fun. Tastings at the top of the line estates are very expensive and often have to be reserved months ahead of time.

Another up-scale wine estate, which could have served as a model for Sleeping Beauty’s castle, seen from our bus.

From my observation of our tour group from the River Royale during yesterday’s tasting, most would not appreciated a tasting of really expensive wines. In fact, I am not sure that I would get the subtle nuances of very expensive pours. You may be surprised to know that they are not found in my wine cabinet. LOL The Ramblers are not a matched set when it comes to wine, the senior Ramblers does not imbibe at all, and I was a little sorry that I had bribed him into this cruise which interested me, with an opportunity for a second cruise to Eastern Europe, on the S.S. Beatrice, a ship we both remembered fondly from our first river cruise. Consequently, he spent a lot of time patiently waiting outside, enjoying a cigarette or two, while I enjoyed the tour and tasting. Although he was the only one who waited outside today, quite a few members of the tour group quite obviously didn’t enjoy the wines they tasted.

The entrance to Fort Medoc
Sebastian Le Prestre, Siegneur de Vauban, later a Field Marshal, This life portrait depicts Vauban with a healing scar o his face, one of the many wounds he suffered during his long career.

But first our visit to Fort Medoc. Medoc was one of three forts designed by Sebastian Le Prestre, Seigneur de Vauban (1633-1707) the most famous…and most imitated military engineer of his time. During his long career, Vauban designed the fortifications at over 300 sites and estimated he had conducted 40 defensive sieges. Today, 12 of his forts are designated UNESCO World Heritage Sites. His designed were used long after his death, until rifled artillery shells made brick and mortar forts obsolete. Medoc and Blaye which we would visit tomorrow were constructed to protect the estuary from attack by sea.

In this formal portrait, Vauban is dressed in all the finery of a 17th century Field Marshall.

It was a pleasant, sunny afternoon and we enjoyed our stroll through what remained of the fortifications, it was easy to see how sturdily they had been built. Unfortunately for us non-linguists, the information was in French, as one would expect, but i can read French better than I can speak it, so the Ramblers came away with some knowledge of the Fort and its purpose.

We then boarded our bus for the promised panorama tour of the Medoc countryside and our visit to a Premier Cru Chateau, tho not one of the top three. We learned that we would be stopping at the Chateau du Tertre; there are several with this name, since tertre means on a hillside. Although the extensive acreage around the Chateau has been cultivated for a thousand years, the current Chateau was built in 1858, and had its ups and downs. In 1997, it was bought by a Dutch businessman who was instrumental not only in beautifully restoring the Chateau but gradually making the cultivation of its 53 hectares of vineyards bio- dynamic or as we know them in the states, organic.

Our group was greeted at the Chateau’s entrance by our smiling guide, who wold first give us an interesting tour of the production area. It proved to be both up to date and extensive as the Chateau produces 150,000 bottles of good wine every year, mostly red. Our tour did not include the interior of the main building, which, I learned later includes a highly regarded and beautifully furnished B&B. For around $300 a night, you can stay in the heart of the Medoc wine country in a beautiful area that is, amazingly, only 16 miles from Bordeaux.

Steel tanks on both sides and a strange egg-shaped concrete tank in the middle which glowed with an unearthly light.

After our cellar tour, we headed for the tasting room, a separate building at the far end of the property, overlooking the vineyards.There we tasted three red wines, going from the newest vintage, to more mature ones, and tastes of both their first and second quality wines. This Rambler enjoyed them. If you are interested in what they might cost, it is all depending on the vintage year but the cheapest bottles go for about $40. and upwards from there.

Our guide, busily opening bottles for the tasting as we enjoyed the view.

After our tasting we headed back to the busses and I collected the senior Rambler from his perch on the porch of one of the outbuildings and we headed to Paullac. We wouldn’t stay there long as the River Royale was scheduled to set sail for Blaye at 7 PM. We had just enough time at Pauillac to check out the marina before it was time to board our ship for the brief voyage to Blaye.

The marina at Pauillac, the brown ring from the river is visible on the sailboat on the left.