Picture the gods cleaving the earth with a monstrous axe and you have the spectacular Gorges de Galamus.
Think Argelès, think Saint Cyprien, think Canet…..and we immediately think beach and port. But what about the villages?
We were waiting on the platform for Le Train Jaune.
Swirling and eddying, forming delightful rockpools, it is a perfect picnic spot.
Whether whispered murmurs or thundering tor- rents, our local waterways have stories to tell. The crumbling remains of one of the earliest canals snake along the cliffs of the magnificent Gorges de la Guillera.
Henri Matisse arrived in Collioure in May 1905 at the age of 36, depressed, full of self doubts and very short of money. André Derain soon followed.
A festival worth it’s salt!
A gorge is a very deep crevice between two mountains or hills, formed by rivers running through and eroding rock over a very long period of time. Here are a couple to take your breath away.
Get out and about this year around Amélie les Bains and (re)discover the many pretty little villages and hamlets that often get overlooked
Narbonne is a leafy and well-appointed town, initially founded by the Romans in 118 BCE, when it was known then as Narbo. Once a very prosperous port and a major city due to its strategic location, it was in fact Rome’s first colony in Gaul.