Showing posts with label France. Show all posts
Showing posts with label France. Show all posts
Wednesday, 19 October 2016
Reunion d'acceuil:
I've been through four meetings already today. The
last one, up soon, promises to be the nicest. Every year the Marie of
Hendaye organises a reunion d'acceuil (hosted by the mayor) to welcome
and help orientate new arrivals. I've never lived anywhere I have come
across such a wonderful gesture of welcome. A question to my French
readers: is this custom widepread in France or unique to Hendaye?
Wednesday, 15 April 2015
En passant, days 17-21; Biescas - Aramatis via Col de Somport
Sabinanigo - Canfranc - Col du Somport (1650m) - Vallee d'Aspe - Val de Baloutous - Aramits and old friends (from thirty years ago)- Blagnac (Toulouse's airport) - home.
Spring's coming.
I've compressed the last four days ' voyage into one blog as there was some slippage in my (not quite) daily blogging routine.
Started the last leg of my voyage by visiting the hugely impressive Museo Angel Oresanz et Arts du Serrablo. They have collected hundreds of artefacts from the depopulated surrounding area to build a display of how peasants used to live, their cheese, wine and bread-making tools, their agricultural implements, bells for the livestock, vernacular architecture, etc. It makes for a fascinating visit. The forge and the hay cart were particularly striking
There is a tunnel under the Col du Somport now - to allow year round transit through this pass. Its the longest (8km), newest and was the most controversial road tunnel in the Pyrenees. The legal (and extra legal) challenges lasted some 20+ years as the route would increase traffic flows - particularly HGVs through the Val d'Aspe, one of the last refuges of the French Brown Bear. But the top road remains open and used and has some of the best views from any pass in this chain.
But he did share his misfortune with some illustrious forebears. Just above sits the the Fort de Portelet which used to be prison. Reluctant guests in the past include the Seventh Lord Elgin (on his travels back from the Middle East), Leon Blum (head of the Popular Front government who were in power when the Nazis invaded France in 1940) and Philippe Pétain (the head of the Vichy Government who was imprisoned here for a while by the French for treason after the Second World War). That's some history.
I stayed just down the road in a 13th Century Chateau in the pretty hillside village of Cette-Eygun
I accidentally saved the best bit if this trip until last. La Cirque de Lescun. Just off the Val d'Aspe. If Gavarnie is concave and tunnel like, closing in on the visitor, this is the just the opposite, convex and opening up new vistas around every turn.
A few kilometres down the valley the transhumance is beginning
And I cross my final pass for this trip, the le Col de Labays (1350m), still carrying snow
I drop down the valley to catch up with some friends from thirty years ago. Last time I was here this house and barn were almost derelict - just liveable in. Now its a picture-postcard pretty dwelling.
Francis demonstrates the use of an ergonomic garden tool. A double handed fork. Its great - you don't have bend and twist your back to dig over the soil.
Two hours later the patch is clean and planted up with onions. 'Come back in September and help us eat them'
And, finally helping Mark and Mirielle muck out and feed their sheep and goats
Their neighbour comes by to borrow one of those ergonomic forks. I'm heading back to Toulouse, but with an invitation to join Mark, his 165 sheep, 75 goats, 8 dogs and 2 donkeys in the high mountains for a few days in September, when he will be doing his five month summer stint as a upland shepherd. An offer not to miss.
Spring's coming.
I've compressed the last four days ' voyage into one blog as there was some slippage in my (not quite) daily blogging routine.
Started the last leg of my voyage by visiting the hugely impressive Museo Angel Oresanz et Arts du Serrablo. They have collected hundreds of artefacts from the depopulated surrounding area to build a display of how peasants used to live, their cheese, wine and bread-making tools, their agricultural implements, bells for the livestock, vernacular architecture, etc. It makes for a fascinating visit. The forge and the hay cart were particularly striking
Outside the museum dry stone walling takes on a completely different meaning:
Going up into the mountains I stop at Canfranc, the world's second longest railway platform - sadly abandoned now - though moves are afoot to restore it.
Though I think they have their sense of direction slightly mixed up
This HGV clipped a rock on a twist in the road in the 'Gorge of Bridge of Hell' and got a flat tire. Not the sort of thing you can fix alone. That driver probably had a very long wait until some suitably heavy machinery could be mobilised.
But he did share his misfortune with some illustrious forebears. Just above sits the the Fort de Portelet which used to be prison. Reluctant guests in the past include the Seventh Lord Elgin (on his travels back from the Middle East), Leon Blum (head of the Popular Front government who were in power when the Nazis invaded France in 1940) and Philippe Pétain (the head of the Vichy Government who was imprisoned here for a while by the French for treason after the Second World War). That's some history.
I accidentally saved the best bit if this trip until last. La Cirque de Lescun. Just off the Val d'Aspe. If Gavarnie is concave and tunnel like, closing in on the visitor, this is the just the opposite, convex and opening up new vistas around every turn.
A few kilometres down the valley the transhumance is beginning
And I cross my final pass for this trip, the le Col de Labays (1350m), still carrying snow
I drop down the valley to catch up with some friends from thirty years ago. Last time I was here this house and barn were almost derelict - just liveable in. Now its a picture-postcard pretty dwelling.
Two hours later the patch is clean and planted up with onions. 'Come back in September and help us eat them'
And, finally helping Mark and Mirielle muck out and feed their sheep and goats
Their neighbour comes by to borrow one of those ergonomic forks. I'm heading back to Toulouse, but with an invitation to join Mark, his 165 sheep, 75 goats, 8 dogs and 2 donkeys in the high mountains for a few days in September, when he will be doing his five month summer stint as a upland shepherd. An offer not to miss.
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Wednesday, 8 April 2015
En passant day 13: Crossing the border
Pierefitte-Nestalas -- Argeles-Gazost - Col du Soloir (1474m) -Arthez d'Asson - Louvir Jouzon - Col du Pourtalet (1794m)- Biescas. 125km or so
Col D'Aubisque (1709m) seen from the Col du Soloir. Closed until June or so and then only offering one way traffic - east-west until 1230 and west to east from 1300. No access after 2000! Still a favourite for Tour de France itineraries.
We don't see the likes of you round these ways very often..
Béarnaise coffee stop (Gabas, Val d'Ossau)
Col de Pourtalet
The once almost submerged (by a dam project) village of Lanuza, now largely reclaimed by local persistence
Looking back on another day
Col D'Aubisque (1709m) seen from the Col du Soloir. Closed until June or so and then only offering one way traffic - east-west until 1230 and west to east from 1300. No access after 2000! Still a favourite for Tour de France itineraries.
The highest shepherds' houses in the Val d'Ouzon. Few signs of life here yet
Béarnaise coffee stop (Gabas, Val d'Ossau)
Col de Pourtalet
The once almost submerged (by a dam project) village of Lanuza, now largely reclaimed by local persistence
Looking back on another day
Labels:
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Sunday, 5 April 2015
En Passant - day 12 - The Poster Pin-up of the Pyrenees
If they made and boxed chocolates in the Pyrenees this place (albeit perhaps a more summery photo) would be on the cover of each and every one. Gavarnie. A - with a drop of 1500m+ from top to bottom and a span of 3km at the top. It is ringed by 17 3,000m peaks and has (receding) glaciers at both ends- and to top it all - the longest waterfall in Europe (425m). Deservedly a UNESCO World Heritage Site and worth the walk up in the snow.
My boots fell to pieces on this walk. I didn't notice till I got to the bottom. Three days above the snow line this week have taken their toll - but I have had them many, many, years
Friday, 3 April 2015
Wednesday, 1 April 2015
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