Over the summer, we have managed to get out and about a bit (it's not all work,work,work you know).
For our wedding anniversary, we had a night out in Bordeaux, and a trip to the coast the next day. We never realised that it was such a surfers paradise on the Atlantic coast, so were a bit surprised at all the surfing schools and oxbow shops.
The surf was much better than we had seen when we went to California, and they say that it is even better if you go down to Biarritz.
When Tina's sister Helen was over, we went off into the hills to see a wolf sanctuary.
Wolves used to be native in the hills of the Limousin, but over time they were hunted to extinction. Now they have been re-introduced, in a purpose built sanctuary in the hills above Guerret. In fact, it is so isolated that you have to drive through the woods for miles up a single lane track to find it.
The main enclosure is next to the visitor centre, with an elevated viewing platform.
As you can see, it is a very natural enclosure and the wolves look like they have stepped right out of the forest.
There were about a dozen other enclosures, most of which were so big that it was sometimes hard to see the wolves at all. One had a pack with two new cubs, but they were so small that you couldn't get a picture, and you could hardly even see them through binoculars, they looked like a big pair of fluffy slippers left in the middle of a wood.
The cutest pair was in the last pen, a pair of Canadian wolves, much lighter than the grey European ones. I would definatley recommend a visit, but maybe not to our neighbour Thiery, the sheep farmer.
