15 August 2018
There is a public right of way, or chemin rural, running through our property. When we bought our house over eighteen years ago the track was occasionally used by Farmer Escalier when he used to grow tobacco and sunflowers in the fields. After he retired no-one at all came through. Then, a few years ago, the horses discovered the trail.
It’s not a problem really because the horses only come through during one weekend in July and I quite enjoy the spectacle. Apparently there were over 300 riders this year but we weren’t bothered because we were busy house hunting in the UK at the time. Yesterday a big, fluorescent pink arrow appeared on the road in our hamlet that would normally herald an equestrian event. Today is a Bank Holiday in France so we expected another onslaught of horses. We waited on the terrace but only a dozen horses and riders went by. Rick was very disappointed.