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Tuesday, April 29, 2014 — Carnac

In the morn­ing, M. Durassier took me on a tour of the major mega­lith­ic align­ments at Carnac, near the coast. There are four large groups — from west to east, Ménec, Kérabus, Ker­mario and Ker­les­can. In between Ker­mario and Ker­les­can there is a strange quadri­lat­er­al assem­bly of stones, tight­ly spaced, unlike any­thing I’ve seen in the U.K., and near it is the largest of the men­hirs, an immense phal­lic stone called “le géant de Mario”. Every stone I’ve seen so far has been the same sort of gran­ite, though most are coat­ed with so much lichen that it’s hard to see the tex­ture. Noth­ing resem­bles the blue­stone in Wilt­shire sites.

14-04-29 BLOG Carnac

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Sunday, April 27, 2014 — In the forests of the Vallée du Blavet

14-04-27 BLOG The Forests of Morbihan 1

A maze of mists and shadows.

It’s easy to under­stand why it was so hard for the Romans, and then the French, to con­quer Brit­tany. The land resem­bles, as I said yes­ter­day, the Ozarks or West Vir­ginia in its basic sur­face struc­ture. Brit­tany shares the same North Atlantic winds and cur­rents that turn Eng­land into a sog­gy mess. There are creeks every­where. Every tree and rock is slimy with moss. The ground cov­er is thick. There are climb­ing vines cling­ing to every decid­u­ous tree. Except where the ground is lev­el, it’s slip­pery foot­ing — and it’s sel­dom lev­el. This for­est con­tains an amaz­ing vari­ety of trees. Call­ing it “mixed for­est” is an under­state­ment. Oaks are every­where, and so are an odd-look­ing sil­ver birch. There are also spruce and the occa­sion­al pine. One large stand of spruce I passed through was par­tic­u­lar­ly creepy, a con­fus­ing maze of mist and shad­ows. Every­thing about this for­est makes for slow going, and the under­growth quick­ly swal­low up any foot­path that isn’t con­stant­ly used. Read more »