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Stevenson got here right here after traveling with and promoting his donkey, Modestine, yet purely to gather his mail. through winding, wooded D 50. observed woodland of huge bamboos, 20 metres excessive, in Parc de Prafance. With sunlight taking place swiftly, drove alongside wooded valley of one other Gardon, Gardon de Mialet, and stopped at a great, unofficial-looking camp web site in a grove of chestnut timber down by way of the river, past Le Mialet. anxious task pegging down tent on iron-hard soil utilizing alloy pegs which behaved like folding teaspoons from a comic story store. The farm had a few likely-looking chickens raised on reliable farmyard grit working approximately. Wanda ordered one for the next day to come. She then cooked veal in wine. Slept soundly on punctured airbed. THURSDAY highly regarded morning – tent like an oven. Re-pitched it less than a tree. awesome swimming in deep swimming pools. millions of butterflies. amassed blackberries. Dined on chook cooked with thyme, ratatouille, blackberries in wine, and drank Tavel rosé. Afterwards went for black-as-pitch swim within the Gardon. At three a. m. heard bizarre noises outdoors tent. colors of Dominici and the lifeless Drummonds? ultimately, I emerged trouserless from the tent armed with a hammer, whereupon the noises ceased. FRIDAY hot and gorgeous day. To St Jean du Gard, little city with one lengthy road the place Stevenson offered his donkey. open air the city acquired the main scrumptious honey we had ever tasted – as black as treacle. Then via nice, wooded mountains, earlier abandoned villages and deserted terrace fields to the mouth of the Tunnel du Marquaires, which burrows during the Cévennes watershed. This used to be the divide for the elements, too. Overhead it used to be as though the grasp chef was once stirring a pot au feu. From it an extended descent to Racoules at the Tarnon the place there has been a pleasant-looking tenting position and an both friendly little resort nearby. Then on down the Tarnon to the little city of Florac at its junction with the Tarn, with the cliffs of the excessive plateau of the Causse Méjean (causse being a excessive plateau) looming over it – an exceptional position for buying yet too many autos (even in 1965). Then up the Tarn, now very attractive and peaceable with many unorganized locations for camping out which you'd no longer be allowed to exploit this present day; after which up the valley of the Mirals river with heather-covered hills emerging above it. the following, we met a tender girl who acknowledged shall we camp down by way of the river, the place there has been a water meadow with apple bushes growing to be in it. Hidden below a cliff, there has been a disused mill apartment with the date 1718 over the door, outfitted with large blocks of stone, the inner all shrouded in cobwebs. climate now very threatening, with clouds like monstrous black puffballs useless overhead. Pitched tent on little mound within the water meadow. No aspect in being washed away. within the mill apartment Wanda cooked duck in wine, ratatouille from prior night and stewed blackberries with providence apples, by means of a goat cheese from a village on the head of the valley. fantastic in the event you like goat’s cheese. SATURDAY Woke to discover that the mound with the tent on it was once now an island.