Our drive to La Grave is glorious. Endless mountains, the bluest of lakes, ski chalets, snow! I’ll take a view with the lot thanks. As beautiful as it is, there’s no denying it’s a long […]
Our drive to La Grave is glorious. Endless mountains, the bluest of lakes, ski chalets, snow! I’ll take a view with the lot thanks. As beautiful as it is, there’s no denying it’s a long […]
Time seems elastic here. Whilst 10 days in clutch repair lockdown can stretch endlessly, 62 days meanwhile, can pass in the blink of an eye. But here we are, 62 days in to this journey, […]
We may have been thwarted by fossils once this week but we won’t be thwarted twice. A short drive from Castellane holds the promise of an extraordinary display of sirenias fossils embedded into the mountainside. […]
There are places you travel to with meticulous planning and others you randomly alight to with infinite delight. The latter is the case with Castellane, a small alpine village set along the Verdon river at […]
Having ending up at the dam end Lac de Sainte Croix I had thought our opportunity to cruise the Gorges du Verdon lost. But no, in a rare display of willingness to backtrack, Himself sets […]
The call of Lac Sainte Croix’s blue proves impossible to resist. Mountains and water are an unbeatable combination in my book. What I didn’t count on, is Himself’s preference to aim for the lake’s northern […]
Bouyed by yesterday’s glimpse of lavender, I’m on a mission. Lavender in full bloom, I’ll settle for no less. Himself dutifully plots a path and we’re off. Well almost off. First there’s wine to be […]
The weather gods like to have their little laugh. I thought we had the upper hand this time – surely visiting Provence in spring would spare us its usual ferocious summer heat? But alas no, […]
So here we are under the Provincial sun and despite being Spring’s last gasp, it’s hot, hot, hot. The sun’s splitting the stones as the Irish would say. 33 degrees to be precise. Menerbes is […]
The Gorges of Tarn. Sounds straight out of Lord of The Rings doesn’t it? So named for the gorges gouged out though the limestone plateaus of the Sauveterre and Mejean by the Tarn River over […]