Dole, France. 2015 ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท

Travelled: From St-Quentin to Dole, both in France

Visited: Dole

Stayed: Large carpark adjacent the canal in Dole N47.090689, E05.497625


St-Quentin proved to be a pleasant enough town. We enjoyed a quiet evening and sleep alongside the canal. In the morning we were up early for a walk along the canal. A man walking his dogs our only meeting. The canal reminded us of our Midi-Canal adventures last year.

Soon enough we were fuelled up and on the road. We need to put some distance in today, so we decide on the tollway for the morning. In France there are Tollways seemingly everywhere. They run virtually along side the existing roads, but avoid the villages. The Hymer sits comfortable on 100kph, the tollways maximum speed is 130kph, so cars slide past very fast. Trucks are limited to 90kph so at least we get to pass something. The tollways are in long sections 60-80klm and cost about โ‚ฌ6-8 per section.

Lunch time approaches so we exit onto a D road. The D roads are much more picturesque, passing through small villages every 5-8 klm. But as you can imagine they are much slower. On the map we see a large lake not far away and think this will do for lunch.  We drive through Lusigny-S-Barse to find the most unusual weir feeding the canal from the large wetland. It is a most lovely picnic spot there are several camper-cars already along the track and we join them.



Lunching the weir
Lunching the weir
A very unusual weir and an interesting piece of artwork to set it of.  The things you find on the road.
A very unusual weir and an interesting piece of artwork to set it of. The things you find on the road.

We drive the rest of the afternoon on the D roads, passing through numerous little villages. Typically French, narrow streets, old stone buildings, raw tile roofs, a steepled church in a prominent spot a small square with a memorial to the Morts. Those who perished for France in the Great War. We note many memorials have had a makeover for the centenary years. I should also make comment about the flowers, the bridges everywhere are adorned with long troughs full of flowers as are the parks and round-a-bouts.



Late in the afternoon we arrive at Dole, it’s hot, seemingly very hot as we have had the AC running all afternoon. We find an aire adjacent to the canal, as they often are. It’s free, Pam’s favourite price. We secure the Hymer and walk off the explore the town. It is a classily beautiful town, once the capital of the region. I will let the pictures do the talking, but I would recommend a visit.


The canal in Dole, just across the road from our aire.
The canal in Dole, just across the road from our aire.
A little bridge in Dole, leading to the little bar that we sat down for a couple of hours and watched the world go by.
A little bridge in Dole, leading to the little bar where we sat for a couple of hours and watched the world go by.
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We rise reasonably early for camper car people, going for a walk across the canal up the hill into the Old City.  The Cathedral is open and we have an unsupervised poke around before continuing on.  We follow a pathway of bronze pointers embedded in the cobbles, a local tourist route.  Soon enough we say goodbye to Dole and continue east.


The tourist path markers in Dole, very quaint.
The tourist path markers in Dole, very quaint.
Dole Cathedral, couldn't get a better picture as the area surrounding is very tight, but you get the idea.
Dole Cathedral, couldn’t get a better picture as the area surrounding is very tight, but you get the idea.
The information board for the Cathedral, Dole.
The information board for the Cathedral, Dole.
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We endure a noisy evening on the canal in Dole thanks to a children’s disco at the nearby sports hall. But it’s been a long day and sleep soon overcomes the noise, it is a free stop after all.


Michael and Pam


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