River Rance

After a slow start we walked down, down and further down through some very old steep cobbled streets to what is refered to as the Port of Dinan. 'Port' is rather a grand name for a collection of cafes on the edge of the river in some old houses, quite a few pleasure boats , one dilapidated official building and 2 small unmanned booths offering cruises and hire of small boats.  Many years ago  it was an important trading point for Dinan.

We wandered along the river one way, then returned, wandered a little in the opposite direction, then decided it was lunch so returned to the Port. We lingered over 2 galettes, 1 glass of cider for me and a glass of viognier for Noel and a coffee each , chatted to an Englishman and an ex-Aussie, then English, now living in France couple. We slowly wound our way back to the top of the hill by a different route.

This afternoon we paid our bill, went to the bank and bought some tuna and tomato flan for dinner.  Rivetting stuff.  Off to Vannes tomorrow