With the chateau dominating the view from the campsite, it was almost inevitable that we would want to look around it during our stay, especially since many of the party are big fans of castles. Also, we had to settle an argument between TJS and his Dad about whether or not they had ever toured the chateau before. (They had. TJS had already been backtracking on his original vehement denials of that fact.)
We walked from the campsite and then up the hill, avoiding the route signposted as steep and unsuitable for pushchairs – not that we had any pushchairs, but it was extremely hot and so we wanted to take the easiest possible route.
The castle was superb, with the added bonus of fantastic views of the Dordogne valley.
And also of the Céou valley where we were camped…
Much as we enjoyed our outing, we sought every opportunity to find some shade and take a rest. C, as you can tell, was very absorbed in her book….
Inside. I told TJS I would take a photograph of him and the armoured rider. He obliged by looking away from the camera…
…several times!
The castle had winding staircases, battlements, and quite a display of armour and armaments…
I loved this sort of thing when I was a kid, and, well, in honesty, I still do.
TBH, J and I watched a sort of animated tableau telling the story of the siege of Castelnaud. We watched three times in fact, the first two with a commentary in french. It was clear that ‘les Anglaise’ were the villains of the piece and I assumed that they were the besiegers, but in fact, the third repeat and it’s english translation of the tale revealed that the castle at that time, 1442, was held by forces loyal to England. The castle was substantially rebuilt in 1214 by Simon de Montfort, who I associate with Leicester where I grew up, but, whilst he was Earl of Leicester, he also held lands in France and seems to have lived in France (it was his son, the VIth Simon de Montfort who had a greater role in English history).
We also watched a film about siege engines and there were a number of trebuchet on display on the ramparts.
The chateau along the Dordogne here…
…is Beynac, which will have to wait for or next visit before we look around it…
It certainly looks promising.
Dordogne panorama.
I always like to find images of St. George. This carved example would have originally held a lance in those upraised arms, but now that his spear has gone missing it looks like George has thrown his hands up in surrender, or that he’s trying to lead the dragon in some sort of dance – YMCA perhaps?
B was happy. C still wrapped up in her reading!
J and TBH, in the stocks?
When we’ finished our tour of the castle we still had a wander back down through the village of Castelnaud-la-Chapelle to enjoy.
We popped into the church…
Well, most of us did…
C was more intent on finishing her obviously very gripping book.
And, as ever, I was interested in the stained-glass windows. This…
…is St. Denis, patron saint of France, apparently. How did I not know that until now? A third century martyr and Bishop of Paris. So he was actually French, unlike George, our own patron saint, the Village People fan, who was Greek.
There seem to have been two St. Henry’s: one Holy Roman Emperor and latterly King of Germany and the other an english clergyman who became a bishop in Sweden. Perhaps the crown here is a clue and this is the first of them?
One final view…
…this is the ridge of Les Jardins de Marqueyssac, where TBH and I had spent the previous day.
Another fabulous day in the Dordogne region, but it was almost time to move on…