The plateaus above Pont de Montvert...
It hadn't rained here for months, and the parched broom-laden plateau seemed almost desert-like:
The chestnut and beech forests in the autumn, and though they don't rival with the fall colours of eastern Canada , the lanscapes in the Cévennes have a beauty of their own:
The hamlet of Le Merlet, set above the village of Pont de Montvert: a 16th century farm converted into a guest house and dormitory.
The hamlet of Felgerolles:
Walking from hamlet to hamlet along ancient paths lined with stone walls:
Up on the plateaus the walking is easy and spectacular, with sweeping views of the Cévennes foothills to the south and to the east
Walking from hamlet to hamlet along ancient paths lined with stone walls:
Up on the plateaus the walking is easy and spectacular, with sweeping views of the Cévennes foothills to the south and to the east
Along old tracks and through isolated farms...
The country counts about 100 geographical "départements", and here I'm in Lozère, the least populated in France: 75 000 total population and only 15 inhabitants per square kilometer.
The countryside is dotted with old houses and hamlets, all using majestic and massive granite stones for construction (they don't built them like they used to...).
The countryside is dotted with old houses and hamlets, all using majestic and massive granite stones for construction (they don't built them like they used to...).
To the bottom left of the picture is the town of Génolhac, 900m below where I currently stand. A winding path on old cobbles zigzags leisurely down to the valley, and into the chestnut forests.