Deep down in Gorges du Tarn

Quite by chance, I came across the gorges du Tarn. “Le hasard fait bien les choses », it was a happy accident. Driving through the causses, the high plateaux of the South-West of Massif Central, the summer heat kept on pushing me on northwards. After the harvests, the ground was red. Sheep were around – IContinue reading “Deep down in Gorges du Tarn”

Sea, sand and pines

The Atlantic coast, between the huge Garonne estuary and Bayonne, is essentially one long, straight, North to South line. The untameable and infinite Atlantic Ocean squares up with the Eurasian continent, in the shape of the huge Landes de Gascogne. In between, the Côte d’Argent, the Silver Coast, a 250 km-long beach. The vast andContinue reading “Sea, sand and pines”

Climate changes, or seeking shade in Périgord

Exploring a new land means getting to grips with its climate. It took me a few days to acclimatise to the July heat of Périgord. I became frustrated with how little exploring I could do, but the weather is a master you must obey. In the South of France, in July, my Parisian hyperactivity wasContinue reading “Climate changes, or seeking shade in Périgord”

France down the middle

Driving through France is like taking a road-trip through Europe, on fast-forward. Such is the variety of its landscapes. But each terroir has its unique identity, too. Setting off South from Paris, once out of the tangle of ring roads and suburbs, I hit the south of the Bassin Parisien. Huge cereal fields fill theContinue reading “France down the middle”