Category Archives: France

Gorges of the Tarn

The Massif Central of southern France is composed of high limestone plateaus cut by deep gorges.  The Tarn River cuts one of the nicest.  For our last kayak outing with our Palavas Sea Kayaking club we spent a long weekend with 6 other sea kayakers exploring the river in plastic sit-on-top kayaks.  What a blast!  The 8 of us stayed 3 nights in a hotel in the tiny medieval village of Les Vignes (winter population 31) right on the river.  Kayaker Michel Usdin did a great job organizing and leading this trip, and also gave us a ride from Montpellier.

A side creek coming in at St. Chély du Tarn

A side creek coming in at St. Chély du Tarn

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Exploring Venice

When Ellen and I visited Venice in 1998, we spent several days exploring it on foot and taking nearly every vaporetto (boat bus) route we could find.  But the vaporetti take only the major canals through Venice and the channels out to the other island towns, missing the network of small canals that innervates all of the neighborhoods.  With our kayaking friends,  this was our chance to get a leisurely water level view of Venice experienced only by Venetians and those wealthy enough to hire a gondola or taxi.    I’ll include a few photos of the day here, but for a better look, check out the album on Picasa.

View from the Canale di San Marco at the tourist center of Venice

View from the Canale di San Marco at the tourist center of Venice

Now venturing by kayak into Venice is a little intimidating.  Diverse kinds of boats here take the places of cars, buses, delivery vehicles, tankers, construction vehicles, garbage trucks, ambulances, you name it.  So there are boats going everywhere in a hurry.  On our first excursion into the city, we encountered a local kayak guide leading a trip, and were advised to stay single file on the left in the small canals.

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Gondola!

As we threaded our way by kayak past the Arsenale, the ruins of the once mighty naval shipyard that gave Venice its extraordinary power, we encountered our first gondola.  They look really big from a kayak – 34.5 feet long, 880 lbs empty, and carrying up to 6 passengers.  About 40% of the length is overhang, and I now know what it feels like to be under the bow of one.

Gondola

Gondola

The shape evolved over centuries until the middle of the 20th, when the city fixed the design, so they’re all pretty much identical.  A few hundred years ago there was an estimated 8,000 to 10,000 gondolas in Venice, but now the city licenses a maximum of 425 professional gondoliers to serve tourists.  The whole boat is powered by one oar and one guy*.  The oar is on the right side near the stern, so the boat is constructed asymmetrically with the left side longer than the right.  This causes the boat to naturally turn to the right, offsetting the tendency of the oar to push the bow to the left.  This also means we didn’t want to try passing a gondola on the right where the oar is thrashing.

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Paddling the lagoons of Venice

Here we are paddling tiny canals lined with buildings as brightly colored as our kayaks on the island town of Burano. We duck out of the way of workboats churning by and pull our kayaks out to explore on foot.

Ellen and other kayakers on Burano

Ellen and other kayakers on Burano

This was certainly not in our plans when we headed to France, but it turned out to be the ideal way to explore the lagoons, islands, and canals of Venice.  With a group of 34 paddlers from our French Palavas Kayak de Mer club, we drove all the way to Venice in 4 vans with trailers of boats to float us all.  We stayed in a campground on the barrier island that separates the northern Laguna Veneta from the Adriatic Sea, some in tents and some in 2-bedroom prefab bungalows.

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Kayaking Costa Brava

4 days, 17 kayakers, 63 miles, afternoon siestas on the beach, daily gelato, so many caves to explore.  This was a magical journey along the Mediterranean coast of Catalonia (claimed by Spain, but be careful not to call it Spain!)  Our French kayak club, Palavas Kayak de Mer, organized this expedition for its experienced paddlers.

Many old boathouses line the beach in Calella

Many old boathouses line the beach in Calella

In two vans with one kayak trailer, we drove the 3 hours to the put-in point just over the border.  We split into 2 groups, a fast group of 6 experienced paddlers (Blue paddle level) who went all the way to Tossa de Mar, and a slower group of 11 paddlers, including Arnaud, the club staff member and organizer of the trip, and Ellen and me.  We took our time exploring the nooks and crannies and numerous caves along the way.  Arnaud intended this to be a learning experience for this group, many of whom had not done kayak touring before.  So he kept in the background at times as we made our way, and even left us alone on the water for a few hours occasionally.

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Ride to Teyran with Rahila

The last weekend in April, Ellen and I went for a local bike ride with our new friend Rahila, a Ph.D. student at University of Montpellier 2 in immunology and cancer biology. She and I are in the same class at the University in French.  Ellen and I had taken this route north of the city to two small hill towns several times before, but now it is spring and the landscape is green and full of wildflowers.  I’ve posted photos of our ride with some explanations on my Picasa Site.

Maritime Festival in Sete

Last Monday, an Easter holiday for most in France, we paddled with our kayak club to a maritime festival in Sete.  We trailed 15 kayaks to Balaruc, a small town on the Thau Lagoon to avoid the festival traffic in Sete and paddled about 3 miles across the lagoon and through the canals of Sete.  There we found traditional boats of all sizes lining the docks.  Of course, I was in heaven.

We admired many small traditional fishing boats.

We admired many small traditional fishing boats.

Ellen enjoyed talking in English with a crewmember of La Grace, a Czech replica of an 18th-century brig.  He said that most of the crew were from the Czech Republic, but that he and a couple of others were Slovaks, a testimony to international cooperation in this era of countries separating into various parts.  They take passengers and cadets on cruises throughout Europe, and you can go too!   Continue reading

Biking around Lagune de Thau

A few days before our paddle on the Lagune de Thau, Ellen and I took our bikes on the train to Sete and rode completely around the lagoon on our bikes on an overnight trip.

 

View of Thau Lagoon from the top of Mt St. Clair in Sete

View of Thau Lagoon from the top of Mt St. Clair in Sete

Here is our GPS track for the bicycling part of the trip, from Sete clockwise around the lagoon.

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Parties

The last two evenings, we’ve been out at delightful parties.  Thursday night after our French classes on campus, Ellen and I walked about half an hour to a going away party for a group of German researchers who are leaving this week to return to Germany after some years of working in Montpellier.  We found the apartment above a chocolate shop on Rue Saint-Guilhem in the old city.  In this building, unlike most on the street, the ground floor shops are built out from the front of the 4-story building, creating a spacious terrace on the floor above.  Here, we climbed out the enormous windows onto the terrace to enjoy food and wine with friends. Continue reading

Paddling Lagune de Thau

On Sunday, March 9, we joined our first kayak club outing that was not a class.  We signed up for a trip to the nearby town of Sète to paddle on l’Étang de Thau, which Antoine had informed me was a misnomer, as étang means lake in French, and this is a saltwater body of water more properly called a lagoon.  This whole stretch of coast has a narrow strip of barrier islands with saltwater lagoons separating them from the mainland, though there are several peninsulas that connect to the islands.  We bicycled to the club in Palavas-les-Flots by 8:30 to load kayaks on the trailer and form carpools for the half-hour drive to Sète

15 kayaks and 1 Mercedes

15 kayaks and 1 Mercedes

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