|Not very good - Norwegian wood...|
|Onwards and upwards|
As we travelled through the Cevennes and onwards into the Southern Auvergne, across a wide upland plateau, in places reaching 3000 feet, the colours became more subdued, the sky a more watery blue and the long green hills took on an almost moorland appearance. We exited the A75 'Meridien' at St. Chely d'Apcher. Half jokingly I suggested the landscape had something of the Yorkshire Dales about it. Next day, when we visited the town's Carrefour Market it transpired I was not the first to note a connection. As you enter the place a sign informs you that it is twinned with Tadcaster.
|The hikers had gone by first light.|
|Mid-May - bare trees and blossom - it could be the Pennines.|
|The only culture on show - agriculture!|
|Interesting flora, however, wild saxifrege.|
It was almost dark by the time I headed over the footbridge towards the sanitaire, clutching the washing-up basin. A waxing three-quarter moon hung above the jet-black fir trees like a luminous bean. I know we are parked in a field in France, but I stll think it looks distinctly Norwegian.