Autumn is a perfect time of year to go for walks – the weather is usually very good but not too hot, and there is plenty to catch your eye, from the first leaves turning colour to interesting critters, and more. I went for a 9km hike with friends recently, starting from St Chinian, and thought I’d share this with you.
We started off along the D612, heading out of St Chinian in the direction of St Pons.
I imagine that the circle near the top of the gate must have held someone’s initials at some point! Soon we left the main road and walked along the D176E7, and at Pierre Morte we left the road altogether, and followed a track through the vineyards.
The grapes in some vineyards had not been harvested yet, and they tasted deliciously sweet! In some gardens the tomato plants were still in fine fettle too…
We kept walking towards Bouldoux, and just before you reach the village there is a little hut, with a bench alongside. I’d come prepared: in my rucksack I had a thermos of tea, some plastic cups and a few biscuits. Perfection, sipping a cup of tea whilst basking in the sun! On we went after our brief rest, and there followed a bit of a climb, crossing the main road (D612) and up a little farther.
Another critter picture – this is the caterpillar of a swallowtail butterfly. I have not been able to find out exactly what kind of swallowtail butterfly it will turn into, but I am sure that it will be beautiful!
After the climb the vegetation changed completely. Whereas before we had been surrounded by vineyards almost as far as the eye coud see, we were now in more rugged terrain, with lots of brush and some woodland. And here’s a little surprise:
According to my friends, the toaster has been there for some time and it just stands there all by itself. Why, I thought, but then decided not to pursue that line of thinking :-).
The roses had produced a good crop of hips, and the olives were hanging heavy on the trees. Around the next bend there was a large kennel, where hunting dogs are being kept. They all started to howl as we came past, but none of them seemed vicious or hell-bent on chasing us. They were safely behind fences and we kept a respectful distance. Not long after we had to make a decision as the path forked. We took the turn to the right, and I’m glad we did.
And we came upon this quirky “potager” in the middle of nowhere. Someone had lovingly created a vegetable garden in the wilderness, and decorated it with upturned terracotta pots.
All too soon we were approaching St Chinian, but not before we went through a grove of trees where the lichen were growing abundantly. I don’t think I’ve ever seen any as luxuriant or large as these.
And then it was home and time for a drink and some rest!