Golden Cliffs Camp

After a good day of riding, I found a picnic bench near Saint Marcellin with a great view on to the rockface on the other side of the river. Over a dinner of harissa-laced veggie wraps with local cheese, I figured it would be the view I'd like to sleep with tonight.

I found a walnut orchard in Saint Sauveur that went to the edge of the river. So I set up camp there, and watched the sun turn the rocks to molten gold and the red kites to glowing soaring spirits. There is a waterfall on the opposite side, but it spurts out from the middle of the rock. The river is still and a blueish slate-gray, a weird contrast to the sunset.Læs mere