The town has a nice little medieval centre as well, which was filled last night with people listening to music of all types - a Fêté de la Musique was in progress. The pizzeria (is the pizza taking over France?) got the blues. Down near my b&b we got music more suited to the curistes.. Here is the view looking back at the town as I left.
The GR quickly entered a very welcome wood on what was a hot morning.
The penny finally dropped today on why there are so many of these at the moment - indeed the only breed of cow in evidence.
Charolais are named after Charolles, a town not far to the east in this part of Burgundy. The day also produced another example of tasteful railings on small bridges on country roads.
And, at Saligny-sur-Roudon, the first war memorial I have seen with a cockerel and a neat little chateau, still a private home.
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