Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Gorge du Tarn

Monday Martha and I entered the magical world of the Gorge du Tarn, the river gorge of the Tarn river. We drove to one of our favorite little villages, Florac in driving rain. We splashed through the town till we found a coffee shop and had a pine-nut tart and cafe au laits. We then headed into the mountains of hair-pin turns and unguarded roadsides with straight-down drops. The rain stopped and the views opened up. Around noon we found a village that had a 5 generation restaurant that specialized in trout. Oh my goodness! We ate until 2:00 pm and then headed back into the mountains, views and magic. It was like a French grand-canyon, only gentler and greener.


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