Springtime ride in the Petite Camargue
Tuesday 19/03/13: TER train to Toulouse then TGV to Nîmes. This time I follow the canal between the two seas by train. I catch glimpses of it regularly like a photo album of memories scrolling by with the kilometers. The blue sky, 15°C, and blooming peach trees announce the arrival of spring. Then a coach chartered by SNCF takes me to Vauvert, where I’ve booked a recumbent tricycle from one of the few rental shops of this kind:
http://www.lebarjonaute.info/
They offer numerous routes:
http://www.routeyou.com/user/routes/6543.fr#c=43.587052296397424;4.47868245390498&z=9
After a friendly welcome and the necessary instructions, I take the ICE tricycle
http://www.icetrikes.co/ for a spin on the Voie Verte (see photo). I find the gears much harder to shift than on the Scorpion I’d rented in Toulouse. It’s worth noting that one had the option of handlebar-end shifters: http://voyageforum.com/v.f?post=3245557#3245557
Then I take the departmental road to the bird observation center:
http://www.camarguegardoise.com/index.php/Le-centre-du-scamandre?idpage=13&afficheMenuContextuel=true#8
After the visit, I call the hostel that caught my attention for its rates and the possibility of safely storing the tricycle:
http://www.auberge-des-plaines.camargue.fr/
Indeed, despite the ABUS lock provided, I can’t take the risk with its 3000 € value.
Unfortunately, the restaurant will exceptionally be closed tonight, and since it’s isolated in the countryside, I decide not to go.
I continue toward Saint-Gilles and call the number displayed on the sign for a guesthouse:
http://www.domainedelafosse.camargue.fr/
They don’t offer table d’hôtes at this time of year but suggest I eat the same thing they’ve planned for their dinner.
I head there and barely avoid the large puddle that seems to accompany every farmhouse gate in the area.
After handing me the key to my room, the owner offers me the use of the hammam in 20 minutes. I take a shower and have some tea while waiting. After crossing the courtyard of this former commandery, which now houses a pool, I enter the opposite building. I step into the hammam, where the steam makes visibility zero. Feeling my way around, I touch the tiles and ceramics, which are still icy despite the half-hour that’s passed. I give up immediately.
It seems the owner overestimated the comfort level—especially since, after checking the tourist brochures in my room, I discover their rate is 143 € (breakfast included), while the paint and decor were done roughly, the air conditioning is quite bothersome (like all ACs) in the room, and the bathroom isn’t heated.
I’ll keep my coat on for dinner and breakfast in the designated room, also heated by an air conditioner located in the adjacent reception office. Fortunately, I enjoy the shrimp pasta and homemade nougat glace. I’m expecting the worst on the bill when he brings me a small bottle of wine after offering me a glass to go with the meal. I get away with 100 € for the room and 15 € for the meal. Any more and I would’ve complained and listed all the shortcomings.
Here’s my initiation to the rates charged in the Camargue.
Wednesday 20/03: Given the weather forecast—rain in the morning, sun in the afternoon—I’d postponed breakfast from 8 to 9 AM. I just need to stay sheltered until 10 to avoid the rain. Luckily, since the two front wheels of the trike aren’t equipped with fenders. I decide to scale back my three-day itinerary and head south toward the Mediterranean. I arrive at 11:50 AM at the Sauvage ferry and take the last crossing before the midday break to cross the Petit Rhône. I reach Les Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer, where I have lunch: bull gardianne and Camargue rice.
On my map, the path along the dike leading to the Gacholle lighthouse tempts me. After reapplying sunscreen, I follow the coastline. I’m glad I brought a small bungee cord—it lets me attach my coat to the seat. On either side of this dike path, groups of pink flamingos are busy with their activities. A group of young riders also enjoy the scenery. Oddly, they’re accompanied by two 4x4s.
After 5 or 6 km, the path becomes very sandy, and I don’t try to continue with this type of vehicle. You can’t even push it because it’s too low.
I return to Les Saintes, where I’d wisely spotted a hotel currently offering a room for 44 €. I’m even allowed to leave my tricycle at reception since only one other room is occupied. I’m finally rewarded for choosing to explore the Camargue outside the busy season.
Thursday 21/03: On the D85a, a few tourists still stop to observe the birds. In the morning sun, it’s very pleasant. I invite you to rent a recumbent tricycle to experience the serenity this vehicle brings while crossing the countryside, enjoying the landscape without worrying about balance. You can even take photos without stopping.
I cross over the Canal du Rhône à Sète. At this time of year, it’s best to avoid the towpath, which is made up of dredged mud. I calmly reach Aigues-Mortes and park my wheeled chair near the port. The fortified city is truly beautiful, and I come across many foreign tourists.
Far from the busy Place Saint-Louis, the two restaurants that caught my attention unfortunately have their terraces in the shade. I still sit on the edge to catch a few rays of sun. But it quickly leaves its zenith, and I prefer to eat my dessert inside. The floating island is excellent—nothing like the one I had the day before. This confirms that it’s better to choose a 16 or 17 € menu rather than a 12 € one.
http://www.levictoria-aigues-mortes.com/restaurant-hotel-victoria-aigues-mortes.html
To warm up, a little *pénéqué* (Provençal nap) on the port lawn is welcome. Then I take the road to Saint-Laurent-d’Aigouze, the capital of Camargue bullfighting. I reach the Carbonnière Tower, a 14th-century building that controlled the only access road to Aigues-Mortes in the middle of the marshes:
http://www.camarguegardoise.com/index.php/La-tour-Carbonni%C3%A8re?idpage=27&afficheMenuContextuel=true
It has become a classified site:
http://www.languedoc-roussillon.developpement-durable.gouv.fr/IMG/pdf/MARAIS_CARBONNIERE_cle55f134-1.pdf
This should speed up the completion of the ViaRhôna, the bike route from Lake Geneva to the Mediterranean in this area.
http://www.vvv-sud.org/Images/cartecg30vvv1012-gde.jpg
In Saint-Laurent, I only find a ** hotel advertising a room for 80 €. So I follow Le Barjonaute’s advice and call:
http://www.lespetitscherri.fr/
But since they’re away and can only welcome me after 7 PM, they give me the number of a guesthouse 3 km away. Here too, it’s 80 €, and the owner gives me directions. As in the whole village, there are many potholes. It’s hard not to hit one with the tricycle. I assume it’s due to the very wet terrain. Following the *Camargue d’Autrefois* signs, the path becomes muddy, and I get splashed by the front wheels. Before reaching the *Mas de la Tour de la Musette*, I realize I’m close to the route the rental shop owner had suggested for a return without taking the main road. After avoiding *the puddle* that comes with the gate, I’m invited to park my vehicle next to the carriage the owner uses for rides:
http://www.camargueautrefois.com/
Despite the period tower that allowed surveillance of the property’s hectares and the equestrian charm of the farmhouse, the comfort here also doesn’t match the price. Especially at this time of year, when you can’t use the pool and the heating is insufficient in the room.
Having noticed the lack of a kettle in my room, I ask for tea, which the hostess offers me with biscuits in the living room.
I’ve just realized I’ve doomed myself to fasting by moving away from the center, where I’d spotted two restaurants. Indeed, I’d had to leave behind snacks and other accessories (compass, knife, poncho, survival blanket, pins...) with my backpack at the rental shop, for lack of space in the light side panniers (cavalry-style). I hadn’t wanted to rent the hiking panniers. Here’s an opportunity to practice a little regenerative fasting.
Friday 22/03:
After breakfast, I take the path along the Vistre. The second elderly cyclist I meet and chat with for a moment asks me how long I’ve been disabled. This confirms the confusion caused by the recumbent tricycle, but it’s an advantage when it comes to car traffic, which is less aggressive.
After visiting Le Cailar and its small market, where they offer *tellines* (small shellfish), I ask at the café while drinking my hot chocolate how to get to the Voie Verte for Vauvert.
I thus complete my loop by retracing this very pleasant section. I pass a mom jogging with a stroller. I wonder if the designers had this use in mind. But the Voie Verte, combining safety and quality surfacing, is perfectly suited for this activity.
I’m early, but since the sky is overcast, I prefer to return the tricycle before noon to take the time to share my feedback with the rental shop. I can then have lunch and visit Vauvert before taking the 2:38 PM coach. I enjoy my meal at *Le Fiacre* restaurant.
The coach, which left 2 or 3 minutes late, struggles to reach its destination with the Friday afternoon traffic. It drops me off just in time to run and catch my Intercité train. Same in Toulouse—the 9 minutes for the connection shrink to 2. Fortunately, I know the departure platform. I would’ve had to avoid Friday if I’d wanted to travel with my bike; otherwise, I would’ve definitely missed the connection.
In conclusion, I still want to buy a recumbent tricycle for my retirement, with the goal of using it mainly along the canal between the two seas, extending the perimeter from the Arcachon Basin (with its many bike paths) to the Voies Vertes of the Mediterranean. Unless France establishes a bike lane (like the one I’ve just used in the Bouches-du-Rhône—see last photo) on many routes.
And as *La Sacoche* suggests:
http://lasacochecyclo.free.fr/lasacoche/page/LS_38_cpv_01_BandesDerasees.pdfYou too can defend your ideas. Now’s the time to join the debate:
http://www.transition-energetique.gouv.fr http://www.transition-energetique.gouv.fr/After reading others’ ideas:
http://www.transition-energetique.gouv.fr/les-idees http://www.transition-energetique.gouv.fr/les-ideesMaybe the state will finally understand the benefits of promoting cycling as a means of transport that improves health by strengthening the immune system and protecting the cardiovascular system. And that it will develop our territory so everyone can practice it safely.