sharing my thoughts through words and images

Leaf Patterns
The curl of the leaf
Encourages me to inspect
Nature’s intention.
~ Lynn Thomas Amber

Reflections
A distant crow calls
A still pond reflects the charm
And mood of the day.
~Lynn Thomas Amber

Persistent beech leaves
Twisting, curling, turning brown
Wintertide teases.
~ Lynn Thomas Amber

Yesterday, the fog enveloped the landscape – taking its own sweet time to rise above the hillsides and valleys. Once I started my walk, it had lifted somewhat – lingering only in cool spots. Many trees have dropped their leaves but the beech trees are the star of the show right now – lighting up the forest in shades of yellow, green and brown.





Our accommodations for the night of the 7th were at the Gîte aux Quatre Vents in the small hamlet of Les Quatre Chemins – which literally translates to The Four Paths. The gîte was located at a rural crossroads with not much else around. There was a café next door to the gîte but it was not open. I arrived at the accommodation around 3:30 pm and was able to check-in along with some other guests who were arriving about the same time. The cost for a room and two meals was 38 euros per person – another fantastic deal!
I captured some photos of the room we had reserved for the night. It is a more typical example of the average accommodations we enjoyed during the 6-week walk. My sister-in-law, Susan, and I had a room to ourselves with 2 twin beds and, as was normal throughout the trip, all gear except essentials were left in a common “mudroom”.



We enjoyed an outstanding meal with several other pilgrims – one from Germany, one from the Netherlands and one from France. They spoke a little English so conversation was a little easier at the dinner table that night! Our meal was superb and included potato soup complemented with a chicken and rice dish. A extra bonus was the availability of a washing machine! No hand washing that night!


Unfortunately, due to the fact that it was Easter holiday weekend, we could not secure accommodations in the next town where we would have liked to stop – Nasbinals. The next available option was in the small town of Aubrac. Since Aubrac was too far to walk from Les Quatre Chemins at this point along the Way, we opted to call a taxi and have them deposit us part way so that our walk would be a manageable 15km.
Planning Tip: It is very difficult to swing getting a ride through La Malle Postale at the last minute. They prefer notice for rides similar to baggage delivery and, while we did get confirmation that we would be picked up at a certain time in the morning, our ride never showed up. There are other taxi services that can accommodate last minute needs – keep those options handy!
It was a very chilly morning and we were waiting outside the gîte because our hosts were busy preparing for the next guests. I must say that I was getting a tad antsy. It was such a beautiful, blue sky day – I just wanted to get walking and almost considered just heading off and committing to a long day. As we were considering our options after it was apparent La Malle Postale was not coming, a car pulled up across the road into a small parking area and a couple exited from the vehicle – obviously dressed for hiking. They spoke a little English and sensed our concern. We explained what had happened and where we wanted to be dropped off and they very kindly offered to drive us there!
It was an unexpected act of kindness that often happens along the Way. The driving distance was not far but it was so generous of them to postpone their own hike to accommodate us! This is where Susan’s ability to connect with people comes in very handy. She has this uncanny quality that attracts people to her and it was her outreach to this couple that secured our ride! 🙂
We shaved off about 9km of walking distance by choosing to start our walk that day at the small village of Rieutort d’Aubrac – which meant we had a more manageable 15km to Aubrac. It was a good decision because the walk that day traversed along much more rustic pathways and uneven terrain. It would have been a challenging 24km walk otherwise.

Rieutort d’Aubrac is a tiny village but it had a nice picnic area and restrooms for pilgrims. We got dropped off here and took some time to get ourselves ready to walk.



After organizing our gear, I was totally ready to start out walking and was extremely excited to be embarking on this unique journey through the infamous region known as the Aubrac. The walk today turned out to be one of my favorite days during the whole trip. I love austere, barren landscapes and, with the promise of good weather, I knew this would be an incredibly beautiful hike through the countryside. Shortly after leaving Rieutort d’Aubrac, the view became monumental with visibility stretching for miles.

Today’s landscape atop this high Aubrac plateau was breathtakingly beautiful for his starkness and simplicity. Criss-crossed with ancient stone walls, the open pastures dotted with clumps of hardy evergreen trees stirred in me a feeling of immense serenity. Pictures are worth a thousand words!





The GR65 crosses over the Pont de Marchastel that spans Le Bès. I read that there is a rare geological phenomenon that occurs along the banks of this river that causes peat bogs to form – interesting. I also read that villages relied on the current of this river to power mills back in the day. The bridge dates back to the 16th century. Up until this point, the walk has been mostly on a very secondary paved road.

After crossing the bridge, the GR65 takes a right and heads onto a narrow dirt and gravel road that traverses the fields.

The next town before arriving in Nasbinals is a small village called Montgros. There is a gîte in this town called La Maison de Rosalie. Like many other accommodations, this one does not open for the season until mid-April. Pretty building, though!


After leaving Montgros, it was a short 2.5km stretch before reaching the next major town – Nasbinals. I was hoping to arrive there in time to pop in to an épicerie for before they closed for the normal afternoon siesta!



The town of Nasbinals is centered around the Romanesque Église Sainte-Marie. There is a statue of Saint Roch here and a unique octagonal bell tower. There was a funeral about to take place inside the church when I arrived so I peeked in side only momentarily.



Across the street from the church is the Astro Marché Nasbinals, a small grocery store where I grabbed some lunch items – a personal size quiche, an orange and some chips – just before they closed for the early afternoon hours. There was a small park adjacent to the store in front of the municipal offices. I sat there in the sun and enjoyed a leisurely lunch. The girls who had stayed the night with us at Les Quatre Chemins showed up and joined me! They ate fast and were on their way as they were covering way more miles that I was that day! I was also happy to see an ATM here and took advantage of that to get some extra cash.
Planning Tip: ATM’s are available in almost every decent-sized town. It’s preferable to pay in cash at most of the accommodations unless you are staying in a hotel as opposed to a gîte. So, you can carry as little as a few days to a week’s worth of cash.

Any lengthy rest stop meant taking of the boots and socks to let them dry and to air out my feet!

Susan caught up to me here as I was finishing my lunch. The grocery store had closed so she opted to eat lunch at the Hôtel de la Route d’ Argent just up the road. It was super crowded as it appeared that it was the only place open. I sat and enjoyed a quick cup of tea with her before heading out on the final long push to the town of Aubrac.

The walking distance from Nasbinals to Aubrac along the GR65 is 8.8km. Most of this section of the Way is on a more traditional-looking hiking trail. It’s a hilly ascent over a pastoral landscape with sweeping views until just before a short descent into Aubrac.






After passing though the forested area, I came to an intersection that marks the beginning of the village of Aubrac, although I am still a 6km walk from the actual town. There was a hiker up ahead of me at this juncture where the Pont de Pascalet crosses the Chamboulies river. It would be the last person I saw until I reached Aubrac.


At this point, I left behind the gravel roads and entered a less obvious trail that followed stone walls and hedgerows through pastures and the parc naturel. As I ascended the trail along the stone wall below, I was followed for quite some distance by a shy little weasel. He was too fast for me to get a picture but he sure was entertaining!

The trail passed over agricultural land that was still in use and it was necessary to be mindful of opening and closing gates along the trail.



I read that the name of the compound of old buildings in the following photograph is the Buron de Ginestouse Bas. I learned that a buron is a traditional Auvergne shepard’s hut found in this region.

After awhile, I started to feel a slight irritation on the little toe of my left foot. It was time for a break anyway so I stopped and removed my boots and socks to take a peek. I was dismayed to see the beginnings of my first blister!! Up until now, I had been wearing one pair of mid-weight wool socks on my feet and they seemed to be working out just fine. I sat and contemplated my options for minimizing the impact of the blister and keep it from getting worse. I read that creating a moisture barrier around the blister would prevent further damage and I proceeded to apply Vaseline to the blister accompanied by a simple band-aid secured with adhesive tape. I also changed up my sock system and pulled out of my pack a thin pair of liner socks and my lightweight wool socks.
Planning Tip: Preventing blisters is the single most important task along the Way! Find a sock system that works for you and stick with it! I removed my boots and socks each time I stopped for a rest and allowed everything to dry out. I also decided that the liner socks with a lightweight pair of wool socks worked well for me and I was blister-free for the rest of the walk.

Back on my way after attending to my blister, I came across these sweet little crocus plants sprouting up close to the trail!

The rest of the walk down into the town of Aubrac was much of the same landscape. There was a high point followed by a steep descent that led to the road into town.


The small shack below sat near the high point before the descent into Aubrac. I’m guessing it was a rustic shelter for pilgrims in the event of inclement weather? It was boarded up so I could not see what was inside.

It was a beautiful walk through this pristine, austere landscape but I was happy to see the road to Aubrac when I completed my descent off the high plateau.

Next time – our luxurious stay at the Chambre d’hôtes La Colonie and relaxing morning exploring Aubrac.

A heavy rain with added wind last night facilitated a cascade of falling leaves over night. I thought I had better get out with my camera today or I might miss the last of the rather dull fall color this season! Theories abound each year regarding the indicators that bring about eye-popping fall color or the lack thereof. This year, our unusually wet summer season is being blamed as the culprit for the spotty and rapid decline of our normal hillside radiance.
I still managed to find some photo-worthy scenes today. It was one of those crisp, clear, cool mornings that occur after an overnight rain that adds a little bounce to my step and a broad smile to my face. With temperatures hovering around the 50 degree mark, a perfect day for a walk with camera in hand.

The wild apple trees have been overburdened with fruit this year. Most have dropped to the ground but others remain tough!

The hillsides are not spectacular this year but just look how green the fields are this late in the season!





As I was heading down the last 1/4 mile to my house, I noticed that someone had placed some new service flags in the old cemetery. Well – since I love wandering around cemeteries and often stop at this one – I strolled on in for a closer look. The flags were from either the War of 1812 or the Civil War. Yes – that is how old most of the gravestones are in this tiny neighborhood plot. I was wondering what prompted the placement of these flags right now. We are a month away from Veterans Day? A mystery…



Back home, I wandered around my front garden noticing the plants that have taken over the spotlight for fall. Pretty soon I’ll be cutting everything down for the winter but I’m resistant to do so just yet!



Enjoy the Fall season wherever you are!

The blog I follow – Denzil Nature – has a moon photo challenge up this week. I’m sharing some of my favorite moon shots. I don’t take photos of “just” the moon but of the moon in the landscape. I hope that qualifies! The above shot was taken in Acadia National Park on the coast of Maine. I spent 3 seasons there working for the National Park Service and had many opportunities to photograph the moon.
My second favorite moon photo was taken right across the road from my home in Vermont in the dead of winter – I snowshoed up to the top of the hill for a better view of the rising moon.

And the final entry for this challenge is the rising moon over the Southwest Arizona desert in the winter. We were “sheltering in place” here in our Airstream when everything shut down due to the pandemic during the winter of 2020. Not a bad place to be stuck!


Aumont-Aubrac is the town in the Lozère valley region of France. The town has a decidedly Roman influence with some well-preserved buildings dating to the 16th and 17th centuries. The “église Saint–Etienne” is the notable church in town dating to 1061 with a few renovations over the years. It was known to be a former Benedictine priory.
I considered this town to be the starting point for our walk through the rugged, exposed plateau known as the Aubrac. This high plateau is spread out over 1500 square kilometers on what is an ancient lava flow. Much of the Aubrac region is now preserved as a Parc Naturel. It is an area known for its severe weather and, since we were walking near the beginning of the season, we wondered if we would encounter some nasty weather. I’d heard some real horror stories about sudden snowstorms or extreme wind, cold and rain that tested even the hardiest of walking souls.
But, first, let’s explore the town of Aumont-Aubrac and our accommodations! Our lodging for the night was in the Chambres d’hôtes La Ferme du Barry. It was a bit more luxurious than many of the places we stayed but we considered it a treat! We had our own room AND our own bath – with linens and towels included!! True luxury! Given the price of 55 euros for the night including meals – it was a steal.

One of the highlights of our stay here was the dinner we were served that night which included a regional food with the spotlight on a dish called aligot – a cheesy, elasticy mashed potato combination that has its origins in the Lozere valley. It was not only about the taste but also the presentation of the meal. The dish is made with Laguiole cheese – also called Tome de Laguiole – a pressed, uncooked cheese. I read that Laguiole cheese is made in “three different French departments – Aveyron, Cantel, and Lozere – by the coopérative Jeune Montagne – the only producer currently licensed to produce this cheese.” It is distinctive as it is made from only two different cattle breeds – French Simmental or Aubrac – cows milk. We were in for a real treat!!
The dining room was set up with 3 large tables so we were expecting a few dinner mates that night. It was a cozy room that appeared to be renovated from an old barn. Once everyone was seated, I counted over 25 guests for the night! The other incredibly amazing observation we had was that there were only 2 people running the entire meal – from food preparation to serving to clean-up. Talk about organized!

As is the case with all meals, this one encompassed several courses but the best of all was the main affair – Aligot! Our hostess visited each table to present and serve the aligot – from a large pot – which was paired with a Roast Beef dish. It was a spectacular show! The aligot is very elastic and there was a decided technique for cutting off a portion for each of us.


After the delicious meal of aligot and roast beef, we enjoyed a dessert called La Coupetado – another regional favorite from the Lozere valley. It’s a bread and raisin pudding baked in a ceramic dish. Take another look at the opening photograph and you’ll see La Coupetado cooling for the next nights meal!

We shared a table with an Australian couple who were walking the camino at a more leisurely pace with a few taxi rides in between towns. Everyone chooses to approach the camino in their own way depending on their physical and mental state – and that’s okay. We also ran into Justine again, who was hiking with her dog. We first met her in Saugues. She was meeting her mother here and probably ending her walk in Aumont-Aubrac.
We had a relaxing rest of the night and knew that our hike tomorrow would be short – about 12 kilometers – so we planned on exploring the town of Aumont-Aubrac in the morning before departing to our next destination. After breakfast, we headed towards the main part of town to see some sights. It was a sunny but cool morning – in the 40’s – 50’s – when we started out.


The first task was to find a market so we could stock up on some snack and lunch items for the walk. The next stop was not located in a town and we wanted to be prepared.

Once we had our food all packed away, we took a stroll around town. It was just a couple days before Easter – or Pâques – in French. The central fountain in town was decorated for this event with some whimsical arrangements.


We stopped by a cafe in the square and had a coffee – sitting in the outside table area. It was nice to enjoy a relaxing morning for a change instead of immediately heading out on the trail! After leaving the square with the fountain, we wandered down towards the church. The narrow streets and architecture created an atmosphere that seemed so ancient!

I captured a couple photos from the outside of the church – a “steeple” view and wide-angle (with my iPhone).


And the inside photos I took with the iPhone due to the low light.



As we were getting ready to leave the church, we ran into an 85 year-old elderly lady who spoke english with a very strong Irish accent. She has lived in France for many years and we chatted with her for a spell. She was very sweet and said she had walked the Camino in her younger years.

On our way out of town, we made another mandatory stop at the Boulangerie Pâtisserie Solignac at which time I indulged myself once again with a delectable eclair chocolat!! We left Aumont-Aubrac around 11:30am and the weather promised sunshine and warm temperatures. Today, the terrain was mostly dirt and paved backroads with only moderate changes in grade. We also passed through two small villages before reaching our destination for the night. It did not take long to get out into the countryside which was becoming increasingly more austere as we headed into the Aubrac region.




The first village I came to was La Chaze-de-Peyre. On the outskirts of town was a pretty impressive cemetery overlooking the sparse landscape.

Many of the cemeteries in France are surrounded by stone walls and have above ground monuments – something that is not common in the United States – with the exception of areas of the Southwest. I took my time wandering through this one – checking names and looking for Buffett! No luck!



As I entered town, I noticed the public restroom – always a welcome sight! And, potable water as well! It turns out that there are plenty of potable water stations along the Way. I never had to carry more than a full 32-ounce Nalgene at the start of the day.

The Église paroissiale was a short distance up this narrow street and worth a stopover. With so much to see along the route today, I was glad for the “short” 12 km walk today. I did not feel pressured to keep up the pace.




I’m enjoying the uniqueness of the architecture of each church we pass by as well as the regional variations in materials used.



After leaving La-Chaze-de-Peyre, I walked through more of the same countryside – passing small farms along the way. I got a kick out of this horse with the short legs. I guess it’s a type of breed used in this area?

Before arriving in the next town of Lasbros, I came to a crossroads and this tiny little 16th century chapel called the Chapelle de Bastide.
I spent a good bit of time here. It was such an unusual chapel – the architecture and artwork were so captivating.


I was so surprised when I stepped inside the chapel – the outside is so plain and yet the inside took my breath away with its ornate embellisments and colorful wall paintings.





Leaving the church behind, it was a short walk into the village of Lasbros. I stopped off at a small restuarant for a leisurely cup of tea.


On my way again, I was happy to see a sign that I was closing in on my next destination – Les Quatre Chemins – only 3km to go!


The Tunbridge World’s Fair has been an annual Vermont tradition since 1867 with the exception of only a few years during that time when the fair was cancelled due to both World War’s and the 2020 pandemic.
When my two sons were in elementary school, we entered exhibits in the fair that were judged – vegetables from our garden, baked goods, arts and crafts, and school projects. We all scored our fair share of 1st, 2nd and 3rd place ribbons and I even garnered a blue ribbon for some photography way back then!
It has been many years since I visited the fair – due to traveling, work schedule, change of lifestyle, etc. But this year, since I find myself home for the season, it became a priority to get there at least once during the 4-day event.
The Tundbridge Fair has all the hallmarks of a typical agricultural fair – farm animal judging, horse and oxen pulling contests, pig races, amusement rides, old time craft demonstrations, music venues, horse competitions and food – lots of fair food! It was fun to spend a few hours on a Saturday afternoon strolling around the fair grounds taking in all the sights. It must have been a banner year for the organizers of the fair – all 4 days were filled with sunshine and comfortable temperatures. Given the rainy season we’ve had, this was a true blessing.
Our first stop was the animal barns where we spent a lot of time admiring the various chicken breeds. We love chickens and even though it’s been years since we raised them for eggs – they are still a favorite!




After the chicken barn, we walked through the cow barn. I had to be careful not to get too close to the back end of the cows – oops! My camera almost got a “bath!”


My favorite pastime at the fair is viewing all the exhibits related to arts and crafts – both the adult and youth divisions – in Floral Hall. I had fun reminicsing about the days we used to arrive here to turn in our items for exhibit!

And, as a quilter, I was in awe of the craftsmanship represented here!!

Love the “outhouse” theme on this one! It was made by a woman I used to carpool with to Dartmouth College everyday!

The youth art work is always a treat to see! The creativity of our young people is so inspiring!




After wandering around the vegetable exhibits, we headed outside to find the one class of exhibits that I really came to the fair to see – the maple syrup entries!! Our friend, Bill, won Best of Show this year for his maple syrup – Brookfield Sugarmakers – and I’m so proud of him! These are displayed in the Sugar Shack located up near Antique Hill.

Once we got a glimpse of his maple syrup on display, we wandered around Antique Hill. I had a hard time pulling Jim away from watching these guys shape a wood beam!



There was a Civil War encampment across from the old agricultural engine displays.


I wandered into the antique barn where there are tons of museum quality displays and watched the woman weaving on a loom – something I’ve always thought would be fun to try.


I took a walk through the building that houses all the old carriages and means of transportation.

Before leaving the fair, we walked around outside taking in the sights – lots of amusement rides and food to keep a person busy for quite a while!





And, my all-time favorite amusement ride – the carousel!

We opted not to stay for dinner as the crowds were getting oppressive and the food truck lines were long. But, that’s okay. Our new favorite lunch spot – the Tunbridge General Store – was open and not crowded as everyone was down at the fairgounds! We had a peaceful, quiet sandwich there listening to the hum of the fair in the background!


On my walks over the weekend, it is very apparent that the seasons are changing. We have entered the season for fall wildflowers and they are providing color along the roadsides and in the fields around my neighborhood.
There a few different asters blooming – and it can be challenging to identify them. I’ll give it a go – but I’m not promising accurancy! I also found soapwort, evening primrose, chicory, brown-eyed susan and jack-in-the-pulpit berries! And, of course, queen anne’s lace and goldenrod are still putting on a show.










