Welcome to the Gers

This peaceful backwater of South West France is quietly becoming a holiday retreat for those seeking all the best that rural France has to offer. Finding it's place in the ancient Duchy of Gascony, this is a country of rolling fields, medieval hilltop villages, sun and sunflowers, terracotta roofs on sandy coloured stone farmhouses, bleached blond cattle and views, away on the southern horizon, of the jagged snowy tops of the Pyrenees.

One of the most lightly populated of the 96 mainland departments in France, the Gers is easily approached from airports or motorways, but once here, the roads become slow and empty, stretching across the tops of hills and affording superb distant views.

There are no motorways, no airports, no heavy industrial areas, and virtually no trains or buses in this most pastoral of departments. You come here for melons, duck, Armagnac, mushrooms, excellent Gascon wines from small domains, empty back roads, and some of the most welcoming people you will ever meet. And you come to relax.

Chateau de Plehaut can trace it's history to the 12th century, with a 13th century tower still incorporated into the current chateau building. As a seigneury, many of the surrounding fields and farms once belonged to it and were worked on this rich land which benefits from it's own water source near the house, and has the river Baise -one of the 5 important rivers that runs down from the Pyrenees all the way to the Gironde estuary at Bordeaux - running wide and slow below the gardens.

These days, still surrounded by rich rolling farmland, the chateau is no longer a working property, but it retains just over 12 acres of glorious deciduous woodland, brimming with wildlife and just waiting to be explored.

The province of Gascony, which had existed since Roman times, was inherited in 1152 by Henry 11 of England when he married Eleanor of Aquitaine. For 300 years the English Kings, who were also the Dukes of Aquitaine, ruled this warm, fertile and productive land with, if records are correct, a light touch: Believing that this, arguably England's first 'colony', would be best ruled by getting the inhabitants on side, it was largely left to itself.

The laws of the land being drawn up from it's existing culture and tradition, the English nobility were mostly content to receive the Gascon wines shipped out from Bordeaux and export, in return, wheat. Any Gascon 'paysan' in the middle ages would have had a small vineyard on his plot and this area is still full of small private domains where excellent 'Boutique' wines can be found.

In 1451, with the English having become far more interested in pillaging the north of France, ('On St Crispin's Day' and all that) than preserving it's vineyards in the South West, the Duchy of Gascony eventually fell to the French where it remains of course to this day. Gascony no longer exists on the map, but the people are still here.

It is no flight of fancy to acknowledge that the people from this region are proud and independent but deeply welcoming. When you meet your first true Gascon walking towards you, arm outstretched, the twinkle in his eye says it all; 'So you found us then.'