Saint Emilion entered through the eastern, Brunet gate. This gate dates from the 12th and 13th centuries.
Saint-Emilion est entré par la porte Est, Brunet. Cette porte date des XIIe et XIIIe siècles.
Across Saint Emilion and out on the west side.
De l’autre côté de Saint Emilion et du côté ouest.
A reminder that stage 20 of the 2021 Tour de France finishes in Saint Emilion on Saturday 17th July.
Rappelons que l’étape 20 du Tour de France 2021 se termine à Saint Emilion le samedi 17 juillet.
Daily walks on sunny winter days near Saint Aulaye and Puymangou.
Balades quotidiennes aux beaux jours d’hiver près de Saint Aulaye et Puymangou.
The sun doesn’t always shine but when it does….
Le soleil ne brille pas toujours mais quand il le fait …
Every season has its delights – chaque saison a ses joie.
Gurat is a small, well kept ville in south Charente close to the border with the Dordogne. If you approach from the south turn off the main road as you enter the village, cross the small river and park in the small carpark on the right. The signs for the recently improved path to the church will take you across the road and along the banks of the river. During our visit the landscape was verdent and the river at capacity. The walk was very pleasant.
It is a very short walk to the ancient river cliff with the yawning mouth of the cave ahead of you. The present village sits on top of the underground church. Less than 100m away is the conventionally built church of Saint Roch.
The underground church may have been founded by a religious community between the end of the 11th and beginning of the 12th Centuries and was dedicated to St George. This would make it contemporary with the underground church in Aubeterre-sur-Dronne which probably inspired it. It is believed that the church was partially destroyed during the 100 years war and was abandoned as a place of worship during the wars of Religion (C16th). It is likely that it was for private rather than public worship.
Inside it is dramatic and, given its size, impressive. The ‘nave’ is wide with pillars on one side. At one end is the yawning gap that leads out of the cliff to the burials beyond. Above the entrance is a room with silos for food storage giving an idea of the buildings purpose after the religious function had been abandoned.
The guage on one of the pillars indicates that there is concern for the long-term integrity of this very interesting building.
Transhumance is the moving of domestic animals from winter pastures to summer pastures and back again. In France it happens mostly in mountainous areas however the name has been appropriated for an annual movement of sheep from the grand agricultural market site at La Latiere to the communal land below the bastide walls in Saint-Aulaye-Puymangou.
It is a pleasant and slow hike for anyone who wishes to walk with the sheep as they wend their way through the byways of the forest and through the centre of Saint-Aulaye. Talking to the shepherd the sheep are quite happy to act as commune lawnmowers and calmly chomp their way across the common.
It has been a long time since I seriously published a post and so it is well past time to make another. This was our first Christmas at home in Bon Abri for 5-years.
Those terrible days of late November, early and mid-December with flooding along the rivers suddenly vanished to make way for beautiful sunny days in and around the festive few period. It was such a beautiful day on Christmas Day that we had pre-breakfast coffee sitting outside the barns.
These balmy days with very cold, picturesque, frosty nights may have pushed the rain aside but it is taking a long time for the high rivers to recede.
The fields have started to dry out but the cattle egrets, still paddling around in the mud, are making the most of what food they can find.
Just before Christmas we made a short journey to Saint Aigulin where we watched the very energetic Carl Grainger playing the superb, and much travelled, organ in a wonderful recital of mostly Christmas orientated music from Bach to Rowley. The nave of Saint-Fort was packed with a very appreciative audience.
In Puymangou Céline Marly and Carine Rouzeau built the creche (nativity) in the village church, creating a very dynamic, delicately lit, stable that was alive with animals, visiting magi and shepherds.
So now, as the days get longer, it is time to work towards the delights of a summer full of visitors.
Images de l’artiste Elisabeth Hoffmann, avec deux de ses tableaux grand format, exposés jusqu’à fin janvier à la galerie de l’Union des Producteurs de Saint-Emilion.
Images of the artist Elisabeth Hoffmann, with two of her large format paintings, exhibiting at the Union des Producteurs de Saint-Emilion gallery until the end of January.
We were invited, once again, to visit the Saint Emilion wine Co-operative, the Union de producteurs de Saint Emilion(UDP), for a tour of the production area and to renew our relationship with the Cooperative.
The drive down through rain drenched lanes flanked by rolling fields of immaculately manicured vines was a slow but delightful journey. Strange machines ran up and down the vines, heads bobbed as the workers tied up the rapidly growing branches and at one point a horse and ploughman were working the narrow lanes between the vines.
Saint Emilion rose slowly from the fields, the massive stonework dulled by the rain. The UDP plant is south of the city below the vine covered slopes on which the city rests. Inside we were taken through the newly refurbished sales area with bottles and cases reflected in the black mirrored ceiling. Once in the exhibition hall/conference room we were invited to have a light breakfast while the rest of the guests arrived. The walls displayed the works of artist Nane (Christiane Relave) and showed a progression of her works through 4 periods.
I will not go into the details of the tour as it followed the same route from sorting to bottling as described in my previous post on the UDP. However, the highlight for me, once more, was the visit to the row upon row of thousands of golden oak barrels full of wine maturing in the semi darkness. The aroma as you enter the cellar fills your nose with a warm glow and awakens the taste buds.
Returning to the exhibition area there was a short talk about the discounts available to any of our guests who choose to come for a visit and wish to buy wines from the UDP shop. Then we took part in a tasting session of three of their superb reds ending in a delightful, flavoursome Grand Cru.
Sometimes it is a hard life running Gites; but not today .
Every now and again, as people in the ‘Hospitality’ business, we get invitations to interesting events organised by the Office de Tourisme or one of the notable or more pro-active tourist venues. In this case we were invited (along with a lot of others over a two-day period) to visit the ‘Union de Producteurs de Saint-Emilion’. The UDP de Saint-Emilion is a large wine Co-Operative that produces a wide range of excellent, quality, wine from hand-picked Speciality Grand Crus to easy drinking AOC. This co-operative was founded, along with many others, in the 1930’s as a direct effort to counter the effects of the impending economic depression.
Nowadays this UDP provides a full range of wine making skills for whoever wants to make use of it within the Saint-Emilion area. In addition the scale of their operation means that they are able to offer their growers not only their expertise, knowledge and superb processing facilities but also marketing and sales assistance on a scale that individual producers could not afford. This of course (apart from us being consumers) is where we, with this invitation, come in.
We chose the second of the proposed days for our visit and took the scenic route down through rambling villages and open countryside into the mono-culture area of the greater Bordeaux vineyards. Despite the additional scenic element that a wrong turn gave us (we will not dwell on it here) we made it, door to door in well under an hour.
We were met in the UDP reception by the excited and fired-up marketing team. We were taken straight to the basement exhibition space where we had coffee and pain au chocolat. The marketing team made us welcome and while our colleagues gathered the team were able to give us a quick briefing and identify the 6 or 7 Anglophone people in the party. Slowly our companions for the morning assembled, drank coffee, dropped crumbs of pain au chocolat and properly curved croissant (certainly not Tesco value) and chatted while gazing at the exhibition of paintings.
With most of the 20+ of us assembled and fortified for the tour we set off into the shop for a very interesting talk on the geology and landscape of the Saint Emilion AOC. From a foundation group of six wine-growers there are now 150 producers within the UDP. They harvest about 36,000 hectolitres from 700 hectares in the prestigious Saint-Emilion and Saint-Emilion Grand Cru. The singularity of the varied geology is what makes this area what it is.
The tour started as we were led into the great hall of concrete vats on a walkway above the impressive wine presses. Beyond this hall was clinical and shining; stainless steel glinting in the light. Here the grapes arrived by trailer to start their conversion. Four conveyors for ‘other’ grapes and one for the specialised ‘hand-picked’ grapes that are sifted, sorted de-stalked and optically quality/size checked in a completely different way to the bulk of the grapes.
The scheduling of arrivals and the record-keeping involved in ensuring that the right grapes go to the right place (specific château grapes must take their pre-ordained processing route to maintain their integrity) for such a range of producers is mind-numbing. Because the UDP processes for so many and so varied a group of producers they must cater for everything from Grand Cru and Château bottling to the standard AOC. This I think is one of the great benefits of a visit to the UDP; while it is not a famous single Château with a single process to demonstrate it is far more than this and can show a range of different processes under one roof.
We were shown the fermenting chambers where the wild yeasts are killed off and specific yeasts administered before the juice is cooled in summer and warmed in winter to provide the perfect environment for that wonderful magic that turns juice to wine.
Enough of the boring details because you can go and find these out for yourself.
I will, however, dwell on one other aspect of the tour and that is my second favourite segment (the wine tasting at the end came first place), and that was the beautiful warehouse where the wines (the ‘better’ wines at least) are stored in rank after rank of golden oak barrels.
The oak comes from a single forest in the centre of France and four or five workshops provide the cooperage. There is an amazing glow that fills this dimly lit cathedral of a room.
I will gloss over the final part of our tour where theory met practice as we sampled three delightful wines all of great quality but each better than the previous. This we ‘washed’ down with an excellent buffet.
Throughout the visit our guide, Christine, gave a full commentary in French. After each stop she took the small group of Anglophone visitors to one side and gave us explanations of the technicalities in English. She was never hurried, no question went unanswered and the range of her knowledge was superb. There was though one question that I forgot to ask and that concerned the escape of alcohol from the barrels and the change in strength of the wine stored in those barrels over their four years of gentle slumber.
So, if you want to visit what does it cost? Not a lot – once you are in the area and staying with us a tour and sampling can be arranged for free every day of the year (well almost, exclude Christmas day and New Years day). The marketing people are passionate and incredibly knowledgeable and really want you to enjoy your visit. Go on, spoil yourself, stay at Bon Abri in Puymangou and spend a really pleasant morning with the UDP in Saint Emilion.
For more on Saint-Emilion itself have a look at this earlier post.
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