One of my most memorable trips…Verdun.

I lived part of my life near Verdun and I had visited the historical areas..during the day, when it’s nice and light.

In 2014, when I was still doing activities for the Barbet, I drove up through those very very dark wooded areas at night and all along looking at the moon and thinking about all those soldiers…and just the pure horror they lived through.

The next day was interesting, Froguette flushed her pheasant and chased it so was eliminated and then she never found her duck. Oh well.

We did go to a winery and brought back some Côtes de Toul and drove home. That was my last outing ever for that club of sorts, and the last cent I ever spent for them.