The previous evening had been mild and pleasant. The following morning was cold and damp. We set off into a misty 12°C along the D622 to Brassac, not seeing much.
|Limited views of the countryside|
We outran the rain, thank goodness but the weather stayed cold and misty until we crossed into Hérault where it turned warm and sunny HURRAH!
We continued on towards Bedarieux, going past the lovely village of Olargues (a PBV).
At Carlencas we turned off the main road and rode towards the Lac de Salagou. It was there we came into red hill country.
The red stone is locally called 'ruffe' which is a name particular to Hérault, from the Occitan word 'rufa' (from the Latin rufus - red). It's made up of clay sediments and iron oxide.
|The pale area is a wheat field|
|A landscape of contrasts|
|Basalt chimney near La Lieude|
|Between the layers of rock you can find a thin layer of shells|
You sometimes see messages written in shells. Usually a declaration of undying love within a heart. So romantic.
|A look-out post has been built on this basalt chimney|
|Love the stripy vineyard|
|Love this chappy, me hearties!|
|Lac de Salagou, ruined village of Celles in the distance|
We finished our trip along the green roads not long after this, taking the autoroute back as far as St Paul et Valmalle, then coming off to divert through Montarnaud and Grabels.
The colours are very vibrant at the moment. It's a terrific time to travel about the region. Spring is well-advanced and the warmer weather has brought the leaves and flowers out all fresh and new.
I feel so lucky to live down here.