Quite a lot of time in the car the last few days. I’m sat here writing this, listening to The Photographer, his Wife, her Lover on BBC Four… it’s rather interesting, but does appear to be about a bunch of nutters.
Well, the last couple of days… we headed to Mazaugues, where Mum was convinced there was a walk to be done. On the way she told me she hadn’t actually looked at a map… when pushed she admited she didn’t know there was a walk. So, I grabbed her Nikon D2X to see what I could do with it…
So we then headed off to a Monistary, pretty much built into the side of the Baume, which was believed to be the hiding place of Mary Magdalen after the death of Jesus. Since then, the cave in which she hid has been turned into a monistary where a silent order of monks live.
The hike up, however, provided most of the good photos… since I spent the most time on it. Mum was coming with me and didn’t quite keep the pace… I had plenty of time.
By the time I ascended the 600 vertical metres, the monistary itself seemed a lot bigger than it did at the bottom.
That hike was certainly worth it when we got up there. We had 15 minutes but had to come back down as we had to race back to the shop to get Bob off to his French lesson. Since we were short of time, we/I had to break the no fast food rule… but the again I did get to take a blurry shot of an achieved life long ambition…
The rest of the day was spent at the shop setting up a new website for them (well, I would have if the content had been ready) and migrating the email to Google Apps (which went very smoothly and is great!)
Steak for tea.
Today was the trip to the Verdon Gorge, which is easily one of my favorite places in the South of France. The drive up there was rather windy… in fact most of the day was in the car to take in the view.
We stopped at a Comps-sur-Artuby for lunch and found there was some sort of (car) rally going on… and we had wondered into the support staging area.
You can see them slightly in the background there, there were loads of tents/trucks to support the incoming cars. I think they were mostly classics rather than modern ones, but it was interesting non the less.
We pressed on to the Gorge itself… and stopped at a great viewing point where I took this second panorama:
Again, you might want to zoom in there to get an idea of just how big this place really is… it took 12ish photos to get all that stuff in! No photo can do the scale of it reall justice. On the trip along the Gorge we were over 1200m at some points.
There was snow at the higher altitudes too, there hasn’t been any in weeks but it was still there!
We headed down to Aiguines, again, deserted due it to it being the off season and got a bit closer to Lac St-Croix, which is brilliantly blue from up above.
After getting some decent air at the lake, we headed back again… pretty extensive roadtrip that! I had the GPS unit going the whole time for geotagging purposes (so I could associate photos to places), and flung it into Google Earth when I got back:
Now I have to go sleep off this carsick feeling.