Do you remember that long drive to Bedoin
down the Rhone Valley at motorway pace
assuming naively at Ventoux next day
arrived at the campsite with plenty of space?
Failing completely with mistral capricious
gusting malicious to get the tent square
retreating westward with brief evening falling
Carpentras calling but no site was there
Worried that Avignon would have no camping
by chance we tried elsewhere and Monteux we found
with Cafe de Paris for alfresco dining
bar 'The Five Nations' and fine rugby ground
Start of a love affair on the next morning
deiving up Ventoux into the bleak
moonscape with cyclists as always adorning
Simpson's memorial stone hight on the peak
Rugby-mad cycle-mad wonderful people
living with mistral high on their list
living life fully in Aix or in Salon
Avignon Bouches de Rhone not to be missed
We visited Augues Mortes and the wild horses
took picnics and tables and chairs for our ease
mistral blew evertthinbg south out of Vaucluse
into North Africa over the seas