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BRITTANY  REVISITED - Weeks 9~10

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Weeks 9~10  News - Journey north via the Médoc, Marais Poitevin and Brittany:

It was so difficult to tear ourselves away from Gavarnie after 5 days camped in this glorious setting looking straight up at the craggy walls of the valley head. Before leaving, we had enjoyed 2 more excellent days' walking amid the Pyrenees' highest peaks (Photo 1). One disappointment was failing to reach the Brèche de Roland because of so much melt-water still pouring down from the great Taillan Glacier. From the opposite ridge above the classic glacial Vallée de Pouey Aspré, we did however get distant views of the Brèche as the cloud drifted across - not what we had hoped for, but still exhilarating (Photo 2). We also witnessed more Pyrenean wildlife: Lammergeyers (bearded vultures) swirling above us, hunting with a flock of Griffon Vultures - enormous birds with 3m wingspan - and marmots, buff-coloured furry rodents, some 75 cms in length which nest in colonies on scree slopes at around 2000m.
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But time was moving on, and the morning came to say au revoir to Gavarnie and begin our staged journey home. As we drove northwards, a text message from our daughter told of the terrorist outrages in London. Since Tony Blair so enthusiastically and with dubious justification took us to war in Iraq, perhaps he and his buddy in the White House could also oblige the civilised world by applying the same zeal in ensuring that the barbarians responsible are duly brought to justice.

The first stop on our journey was the Médoc, just north of Bordeaux overlooking the Gironde Estuary, to stock up with wines to see us through next winter. The municipal Camping les Gabarreys at Pauillac provided a thoroughly recommended base for our 3 day stay 'au coeur du prestigieux vignoble médocaine'. We had spent a week here in 2003 trying to get our heads around the arcanely bewildering classification system for the Médoc wine châteaux, which seems to have more to do with Masonic-like price-fixing than the quality of wines - they are all good! (Photo 3) The Grand Cru Classé wines of the great prestigious estates like Château Latour or Mouton Rothschild can command anything up to €300 a bottle, while even the lesser Cru Bourgeois Supérieur can push prices up to €30. While considering ourselves true 'amateurs du vin', we are not prone to throwing good money after bad; our experience in buying excellent Médoc wines at sensible prices is to seek out small producers of Cru Artisan category, whose prices are still in the range of €5~15. Tasting sessions with these true craftsman-producers are so educative and satisfying, discussing with the actual producer the character of each year's wine reflecting weather, harvest and grape mix.
Our French viticulturalist technical vocabulary continues to increase.     Click here for recommended Cru Artisan and other  producers
We did break with our normal frugality in making an appointment to visit the prestigious Grand Cru Classé en 1855 Château Beychevelle in the St Julien AOC, in order to buy wine as a christening gift for our grand- daughter Isobel to keep for her 18th/21st birthdays. The VIP reception we received for tasting matched the superb quality of their wine. As you can detect from our enthusiastic writing, it was another memorable few days in the Médoc; the winter of 2005/6 will not be without its comforts.

With space in our camper now severely reduced from our purchases, we crossed the Gironde Estuary via the Blaye ferry. After a pause to buy the more reasonably priced AOC Premières Côtes de Blaye, we continued northwards for a 2 night stay in the relatively unknown rural retreat of the Marais Poitevin. This area of reclaimed fenland is riddled with drainage canals, and is known locally as the 'Green Venice' (Photo 4). And the campsite to use is the delightfully quiet municipal Relais de Pêcheur at Le Mazeau.

The final stage of our journey brought us via Nantes, Rennes and St Brieuc to the north coast of Côtes d'Armor in Brittany. At the village of Plougrescant, the eve of 14 July, the Fête Nationale, is celebrated Brittanywith fireworks on the beach at midnight, accompanied by a Breton bagpipe and biniou band. Such  a fitting climax to our eventful trip. But we still had 5 days left in Brittany, spent at 2 campsites whose owners had become friends over many years of family holidays. The first, les Tamaris near Paimpol is set on cliff tops overlooking the blue waters and rocky shoreline of Bréhec Bay (Photo 5). M et Mme Menguy, a charming couple of indeterminate age, have kept the campsite from long before we first stayed there in 1991. Each time we have returned, we fear they may have retired (or worse), but on arrival, there they are just as before: Mme greets us enthusiastically with enquiries about our family, while M Menguy stands quietly in the background. The normally peaceful Brittany is a seething mass of holiday-makers in mid-July - it's only 3 hours drive from Paris these days; Ouest France, the local newspaper, proclaimed 'Vague de touristes sur les plages Bretonnes'. But the isolated cliff tops up at les Tamaris are a haven of peace. During the day, the sea sparkles across the bay, and at night the lighthouses and buoys twinkle along the coast. While at les Tamaris, we spent a day on the small off-shore island of Bréhat. These days it's essentially a holiday island, but the semi-tropical micro-climate means that every cottage gardens blossoms with Brittany's iconic hortensias and agapanthus flowers (Photo 6).

Our final camp before the ferry from Roscoff was at Baie de Térénez, another long-standing favourite. But to our regret, Liliane Pétiot, the owner whom we had known from many years of family holidays, had moved; the site was the same  and the bar was still open, but without Lili's ebullient presence, something essential was missing. We enjoyed a relaxing last 2 days, and of course a couple of lunches of moules-frites (Photo 7) and a quiet pression with the local newspaper Ouest France (Photo 8) after shopping in Plougasnou market for our homecoming supper. It's home now, but our next travels begin soon to Hungary when again we'll publish regular updates of our web site. Stay watching ....

                                Sheila and Paul                                                                                                                            Published: Tuesday 19 July 2005

Music this week: traditional
Breton dance - Gavottes Pourlet

 
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