Chanaz to Yenne, 20Km
I feel much refreshed now that I have a few days of walking with Robert and Michaela. Sebastian cooked us an excellent dinner and we probably cleaned out his beer supply.
We were a little sorry to leave the rustic farmhouse this morning but we were soon back on the GR65. Sebastian gave us a picnic because it’s Sunday and the shops are closed. The landscape is predominantly vineyards as far as the eye can see. We climbed a hill (855m) and descended to the banks of the Rhône (300m).
Eventually we coasted into Yenne. The first priority is to secure lunch because our accommodation doesn’t have food and the restaurants don’t open Sunday evening. The town looked deserted and the shops were closed. An unhelpful local man said everything was closed but the cafe was open and most of the tables on the terrace were occupied with people eating delicious looking meals. The time was 13.35. The waitress appeared with an arm full of salads she was delivering to our neighbours and she said the kitchen was closed.
You cannot imagine more disappointing news after a hot and tiring walk. We begged her in English, German and some French to give us anything, even a bread basket. Meanwhile all our neighbours were tucking into their meals. And then Chuck arrived, a pilgrim from Long Island who looked like the front line of a US task force. He was also in desperate need of feeding and the waitress relented. We dined like the locals and now Chuck has joined us in our quest to find Le Puy-en-Velay.
Pilgrimage 
Well……well done Chuck! That looks like a decent Sunday lunch.
Another 5 minutes and we would have been done for. Thank goodness for the cavalry
You are having an interesting ‘movable feast’ of travelling companions, each with their own skill set!
The magic of the Camino!
Kia ora, Tim. What an amazing looking lunch – more like a dinner in size. I assume that is fine shavings of cheese so what is under the cheese? Did the lunch carry you through to breakfast? no more cows and no more gnomes so time to find another gem to entertain us – how about unusually named wines or vineyards – local oddities?! I remember in Scotland seeing Sheep-shaggers beer for sale! Kia kaha.
Anything would have been good but there’s no half measures when it comes to Sunday lunch in France. It’s either feast or famine. I had carpaccio of beef with shavings of Parmesan
What happened to the picnic? Or was that elevenses?
That’s a good question and it was divided between elevenses and supper in our gite.
Seems odd to serve carpaccio of beef with shavings of such a strongly flavoured condiment like parmesan because that would hide the more delicate flavour of the beef but then I suppose that could be the reason to do so if it is beef rather than veal. Kia kaha.
Agree but odd was better than nothing