France and Germany 2024

April - May 2024
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  • Day 1

    The Next Big Walk begins

    April 19 in Australia ⋅ ☁️ 21 °C

    A slightly hectic morning, but at the airport around 12:40. QF1 to Singapore, about 75 minutes there, .. have not flown on QF1 for decades. Then AF257 (a Qantas code-share) to Charles de Gaulle in Paris - CDG to the in-crowd.

    An A380, which was good, but leaving 45 mins late…”administrative issues”.

    It left nearly 75 mins late. Was to be about an hour, but then we sat a lot longer. Later we were told Air Services Australia were understaffed so they stopped air coverage of parts of offshore /southern Oz, so Qantas had to replan the route. Caught up some time and were 50 mins late, so only 25 mins to AF departure…but we were told luggage would not make it.

    One choice was staying on same plane and going to London, then getting to Paris, and another was staying overnight in Singapore… but because of the Emirates problems there were no seats to Paris for two days. So we caught AF to France…

    Joys of travel…
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  • Day 2

    CDG to Le Puy en Velay, sans valise

    April 20 in France ⋅ ☁️ 9 °C

    Now in Le Puy en Velay.

    AF an hour late arriving... and feared we would miss a 9am train when we saw the queue at immigration. It was several rows, and 80m long. We went to the back and followed the arrows and were sent to a lane with an Australian flag (and a few others - NZ, Japan, UK, Canada) which snaked up the middle, with a chicane section 20m long (almost a slalom as they were 1.5m diversions every 2m) but no people, so we went to the front, put the passports on the readers and done!

    Then baggage - our one checked bag ( poles, extra adaptors, my clothes…). The saga. One always wants carry-on only, but we risked it for the poles and volume of stuff. We need to learn more from Rosie and Amr.

    Anne waited at the carousel and I went to the other end of the enormous hall and a short queue for AF Baggage issues. The cheerful Mauritian who did it all was pretty good. I thought he was speaking French, but it was English with a specific accent, so once I worked that out it was also relatively quick. I was given a form, asked to check the carousel anyway because their scanners are sometimes wrong... but no joy. He also had one question for me after telling me how much he wanted to go to Australia... had I ever eaten kangaroo meat? I have since had emails and texts from AF saying they have located the bag and promising to deliver it to Le Puy soon. I am not sure what “ soon” will be. They say 24 - 48 hrs, but tomorrow is Sunday and, as the hotel receptionist here said, this is France. We are there two nights…

    CDG to Lyon train left from a place a 5-6 min walk from the baggage exit, left on the dot, went like a rocket and looked like a packed Sydney double decker train. It was also the longest passenger train I have seen - some 20 long carriages - and every seat taken (with limited luggage space and room overhead for an umbrella). It went to Montpellier, so Amr and Rosie were in our sights !

    Slower train the St Etienne, even slower to Le Puy, but punctual.

    Hotel is fine but basic, with bed a little narrow and soft by all known standards.

    We walked around Le Puy - some cloud, cool breeze. Maybe 6 degrees. Early dinner at the only place anywhere near the hotel that was open before 7pm..,very good Italian. Fantastic chili sauce ( to go with a pizza, RKLC) and huge salad.

    13,418 steps/9.8km by the app (which is a stat I doubt and will check in the next days on the measured tracks) and 21 flights of stairs.
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  • Day 3

    A day in Le Puy en Velay, sans valise

    April 21 in France ⋅ ⛅ 4 °C

    Jet-lag almost avoided. The sun was up before we were, and it felt like morning. We had breakfast at the hotel, as is the case every day on the walk. Outside, we could see people heading off down the path to Spain ( or Cahors in our case) with a dog carrying its own packs.

    Breakfast was simple and easy. . We met a group of four American women who are doing the same walk and have had their tour organised by the same company... so we might meet them often, I expect.

    We walked up to the chapel on top of the pinnacle in yesterday's photos. Sanctuaire Saint-Michel d’Aiguilhe was started in 961. The first pilgrim to walk from Le Puy to Santiago - Gotescalc- was the bishop who consecrated it. It was rebuilt and enlarged over time and has a few tiny chaprels on the way up. Plus a fresco from c 1200. around 1100AD.

    From there we went down and up to the garish 1870s metal statue of Mary + child. It is 835 tonnes of metal from 200+ Russian cannons captured in Crimea, with a few left for decoration. It had a very narrow cast iron circular stairwell inside and a small perspex topped dome inside the halo of stars so one person could peer out a little both looked to be the same height, but from the statue one looked almost straight down on the other chapel.

    Then the local cathedral cloisters, with an amazing collection of old embroidered robes, and afterwards we sat in the cathedral as the organist practised. It was quite something when he practised the low notes.

    We had beentold about a 5pm gathering of "pilgrims" so we went. I had expected some sort of lecture, but it was simply people meeting. We only really talked to two people: a 30-ish girl from Angiers (one of the few French towns we know because the barge went there (nearly) in 2002) who plans to do the whole walk to Spain in 90 days, and a 30-ish Canadian girl who lives in France and wants to walk for 40 days and see where she ends up. Surprisingly, it seems like the people doing the walk are mostly women (biologically speaking) and mostly around our age, or older. That view may change in a few days, but there seemed a common theme today.

    Most restaurants seemed closed, but we found one about a 10 min walk away. quite simple, but fine. It was called Merry and Pippin, and was all Hobbit themed. It snowed ever so slightly on the way there, and while we were there, but not enough to leave anything on the ground. It doesn't feel like it's freezing, except in the wind. During the day in the sun it was pleasantly warm, although Anne was wondering about wearing gloves when we went out for dinner.

    The bag saga continues. AF say they found it, and when we rang them around 2pm we were told it was yet to be picked up, but that that could happen any time. Their website says it is out for delivery....but that likely means it arrives somewhere tomorrow. Ideally before 8am here, but Air France baggage handling is apparently not ideal.

    It's 9pm here and still light, but we aren't yet fully on local time. The one bag we have is picked up at 8am tomorrow, so we have to be up before then. Some may have noticed there were no photos on Sunday… even the internet takes a break in the evening…and apparently on Monday mornings. Perhaps its just this hotel.

    AppartHotel les Capucins: 1. the receptionist who specialised in gloom, and the one who made coffee and smiled, 2. being able to access the room from the street without a key (but the door had a keypad), 3. Sunday morning 740am breakfast frenzy that died away in 10 minutes and wasn't there on Monday, 5 a corner room looking down on the people starting off to Spain (or SPd'A), 6. The Hogwarts style-steps, doors and changing levels to reach our room.

    14,633/ 10km and 75 flights
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  • Day 4

    Le Puy to Saint-Privat d'Allier

    April 22 in France ⋅ ☁️ 3 °C

    That was cold!

    The time zone doesn't feel quite right, but close. We waited a little in the hope that a bag might turn up by 830, but that was not to be, so we joined the trickle of people going past our room and on to Spain (in some cases). I was cold, but not too bad. We were out of the town in no time, then walking on country paths and tracks most of the day. The was the odd flurry of tiny snow-flakes, as for the night before, and a cold wind when we were on open ground. Mostly through farms and fields, one or two little forests or nature reserves, and three little towns. Had it been sunny, warm and pleasant outside we would have stopped and taken a few long breaks, but it wasn't, so we didn't. Being so "bracing", it felt better to keep moving.

    Around 12;30 it seemed to be colder - although we were also up to around 1200m high - and the wind and snow flurries picked up. We decided it was cold when we walked past a few path-side puddles that had thick ice on them. By the time we reached Saint-Privat we had very cold hands. Also felt a bit cheated: having gone from 650m to 1210m quite smoothly, we went down a long, steep hill and lost a good few 100m in altitude. Cheated of all that effort in such a short time!

    Saint-Privat is a small and pretty village ( pop 400) which seems to be funded by pilgrims/tourist walkers. It has an 11th C church, and almost all the buildings are stone. It is very French, in that we arrived here around 2:15 but everything - even the hotel - was closed until 3pm. The hotel is very basic, but it has intermittent wifi, and one hopes the heaters work once turned on.

    Still no bag. Frequent expressions of empathy from Air France, but they say they have given it to someone to deliver, and they have no control over anything after that, so could be any time and any place on any day. Soon, and a place we are at would be helpful, but we do not have high expectations. Being cold has been good in one way - no sweaty clothes - but a few extra layers would be appreciated. Air France suggested buying them, which would be fine if the shops weren't shut on Sundays in Le Puy, and if Saint-Privat had one other than the garage, the bakery and the butcher!

    Dinner in the hotel tonight. They had a choice of two for each course, so we took each one. Anne's bacon and mushroom vol-a-vente was good.

    Hotel: La Vielle Auberge: 1. standing out in the snow until they opened at 3 with a group, including a man who did 6 months as an exchange student in Bankstown, 2 the creaky Caves House 1990 style stairs, 3. the wifi that worked only with an open door. 4 View across the valley to the church, 5 lovely wide bread, less so the baguette, 6 very rustic, but huge double basin in the bathroom, and no soap.

    Count so far is 32,200 steps and 24.3km/ 83 flights. As the distance we did today (so far) is almost universally set at 24km, and we did a few little extra excursions, the app measuring distance is around 10% out as it showed 22.3 kms when we were first here. It also says Anne’s steps are c 50 % longer than mine. Just saying.
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  • Day 4

    Cool walking, SPd'A style

    April 22 in France ⋅ ☁️ -1 °C

    It is around 0 deg outside, and has been all day (okay, max 5 probably before wind chill factor), so some photos to show Saint-Privat d'Allier in the cold.

    Privat was the man's name, and he is a local saint. The river here is the Allier.

    The big thin building near the church was once a castle. It was destroyed several times in wars and revolutions, and the current format was a family “castle”, then a girls’ school until 1988.

    Having shown the snow, at 7pm it was sunny!
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  • Day 5

    Saint-Privat d'Allier to Saugues

    April 23 in France ⋅ ☁️ 3 °C

    That was even colder!

    We left around the same time and had only 20km to go, but a few downs, then big ups and big downs; 886m high to 967, down to 606, up to 1090 and down to 963. Seriously, why not just put a relatively flat tunnel through?

    It did not rain at all, but it did snow on and off, and there was a freezing gale on the exposed sections. We missed a few panoramas, I expect, but the small amount of snow did make everything look festive, and there was no mud on the coldest bits. We also passed an amazing rock formation that literally bulged out over the road and had stainless steel anchor bolts for free-climbers. No-one climbing, but scary to imagine. it was shortly aver we crossed the Eiffel Bridge - an iron bridge designed by the man who went vertical as well.

    We arrived in Saugues around 2:15 again, found the (very good) hotel on the main street, and asked about the bag perhaps being delivered. The Thai manageress became quite teary at the idea of being outside without proper cold-weather gear and wanted to know all the details. When we went out to buy gloves and a beanie (Saugues is just big enough to have shops other than the bakery and garage) she was on the phone to Air France and its baggage agent for us, but I expect she will get the same programmed apologies and complete washing of hands plus disinterest. Air France is more appalling every day...

    To help us remember things, I will add the memorable things about each hotel as we go. Today's (for Hotel la Terrasse, Saugues) are 1. Thai manageress tearing up and attacking Air France 2. Big, quiet room with view over Main Street. 3 Wonderful dinner - mushroom soup, salmon penne (+truffle) and pear tart. The chef is the Thai manageress. There is a Michelin sign outside....4 Fantastic bed - big, right hardness. 5 Slept like logs until an equipment serviceman from Oz called at 4:37am

    30,450 steps, 24.0km (perhaps we had a few side trips, and I put the phone in a pocket on the backpack shoulder-strap , but it seems too high...) and 135 flights
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  • Day 6

    Saugues to Les Faux, Saint-Alban-sur-Lim

    April 24 in France ⋅ ☁️ 5 °C

    And today was even colder still, but no snow. I think all of southern France is chilly right now, but we were up a bit higher (1320m) and there was a wind.

    Left our great hotel in Saugues around 8:30, along with many others, but within 30 mins we were wandering at our own pace and only occasionally passed other people. Already we recognised quite a few of them. Steady uphill through big farms (since there were few farmhouses of hamlets) then a forest, where the track was covered in snow. After that it was downhill (slowly) mostly in woods, and a side-trip to tonight's hotel. It is a hotel/gite in a hamlet with no other businesses, and i assume it is used becasue it is 27kms from Saugues, whereas the next bigger town is another 7km, and 34 kms might be a stretch with the hills.

    We waited in the cold for the 3pm opening, talking with another Australian couple who are also here tonight. It was very cold once we stopped walking.Then someone opened a window and said we could wait upstairs in a warmer kitchen area, and we did...until 4pm, not 3pm.

    I wiled away the time calling Air France and getting nowhere, although on the 4th call someone said the bag was out for delivery, but returned because the hotel they went to did not know who we were. Sounded fake to me, as all three hotels would remember.

    There are 6 Australians here, plus at least 5 Americans, and a French couple with the dog as seen in the old chapel yesterday. Plus a few other French walkers, I think.

    L’Oustal de Parent Hotel: 1 Biggish and modern, in the middle of fields2. Open at 4pm. 3. Thomas the helpful manager who may yet solve AF. 4 Warm room and great bed. 5 Aust couple lending us an umbrella and cycling sleeves 6 Finding the dog pilgrim and giving his parents their photo 7 Dinner excellent and tables served ( rather than people) so very quick. 8 no wifi in room

    36,541 steps/ 29.6km and 86 flights
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  • Day 7

    Les Faux to Aumont-Aubrac

    April 25 in France ⋅ ☁️ 8 °C

    We did not wake up until around 6;45 - probably physically and otherwise worn out - but breakfast was not until 7;30 and Thomas had said he would call the Parcel People at 8am, which is the deadline for dropping off luggage. We packed our one bag, which is unzipped to its fullest to take everything we don't want to carry each day, and went to breakfast with it. Air France is a disaster, but there is a service - La Malle Postale - that collects bags from hotels in the mornings and delivers them in the afternoons, and seems to be as good as Nico's proverbial Mongolian Yam. So far for us it has been faultless.

    The good Thomas went into action when there was a lull in checkouts. After much calling and waiting, he told us that it appears that Air France gave our bag to its agent, who gave it to the local postal service, who tried to deliver it (allegedly) yesterday afternoon to the hotel in Le Puy, and who can or will do no more than try to deliver it to the same place today. The local post is probably linked genetically to Air France, so I am not confident that anything they say about the past, present or future is true, but pilgrims can't be choosers. The deal (as at 1600 on Thursday 25 April ) is that the bag is delivered to the hotel, and then picked up tomorrow morning and delivered to our hotel for tomorrow, as arranged with the tour operator, for 45 Euro... which seems good value for everything involved. The only catch is the postal service...and it is very French...

    UPDATE 8pm. Stupid us. Of course they did not deliver the bag. No excuses, no explanations. They simply lied this morning. The receptionist here rang for us and the latest "information" (being French, the "dis" is silent) is that they will deliver it tomorrow, but they will not say when, nor where it is, in case we wanted to pick it up - only that there is only one point in the world it can go to, which is the hotel to which they would not take it. It's Anzac Day. Is this what those people fought for? Am I bitter, twisted and frustrated? Yep.

    Anyway, we started off around 9am today and it was cold and threatening. We had spray jackets on (and also had an umbrella and some cycling sleeves for warmth, courtesy of a sympathetic Australian couple at the hotel), but there was no rain or snow to speak of all day. Through a forest, down to a small town, then farming land and trails through woods, and the occasional small hamlet or farmhouse. The people in the farmhouses must be heartily sick of tourists walking right past their windows and doors for 9 months of the year. We went through only one or two villages/ hamlets on the way, but one (Saint-Alban-sur-Limagnole) had a war memorial and a cannon, which seemed right for Anzac Day. The town also had a small, old, deserted chateau, which looked cold and empty, and the smelliest WC in Europe.

    We reached Aumont-Aubrac around 245. It is a small town/large village, but very pretty. The hotel is modern, but c 700m from the centre. We have not yet decided whether to have dinner here or in town... an extra walk, but we choose our own time.

    Went for a walk into town at 5pm. Found a store with rain ponchos and warm gear, and a very honest owner ("don't buy that-doesn't work"). A 12th c church, narrow streets with the occasional massive delivery 26 wheeler truck, Anne found a boulangerie etc

    Chez Camillou Hotel (Logis chain) does well. 1 It was open before 3pm and has soap, wifi, coffee and tea and a good bed. It is quite new/modern.
    2. very helpful receptionist who called for us trying to get an answer from the Air France baggage black hole.

    36,721 steps, 28.8km and 63 flights.
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  • Day 8

    Aumont-Aubrac to Nasbinals

    April 26 in France ⋅ ☁️ 7 °C

    Very upmarket buffet, and then David, the joint-manager (with his brother- the family has run the hotel since 1928) took it upon himself to solve the luggage issue. He rang the same people on the same number, but was not taking no for an answer, and decided the solution was for the case to go to the Post office ( if it wasn't there) and for La Malle Postale to pick it up (likely tomorrow) and take it to our hotel for tomorrow. Lots of animated phone calls later he assured us it would be done, and sent us off. We were hoping but not convinced.

    Today was along day - 27km officially, but 30km or so as both hotels were away from the town centres. It was drizzling as we left in the new ponchos (which worked well) and Saint Craig of Kiama had lent me a pair of waterproof over-trousers which he said were too big for him (he of umbrella yesterday). They probably were too big, as they were big for me. They were a godsend.

    The country was grey because of the clouds, but everywhere were long, low stone walls, green fields, or paddocks with daffodils, and small woods. Most of the track was a walkway between paddocks, but we were on rural roads now and then. That was better than the boggy sections: they were horrendous after just a little rain, so I can only imagine WWI.

    Unfortunately the sleet and rain began in earnest around 1015, and kept on until around 2pm, along with a gale. I doubt my chinos would have survived the mud, or have dried out by dinner. We were warm enough under the ponchos, but fingers number quickly, and stayed numb until the wind stopped, or the rare burst of sun. Having said that, it wasn’t too bad with the ponchos and waterproof boots: we could walk along quickly without getting hot.

    We went through a few hamlets, but no villages or towns, but made good time because it was too windy , wet and cold to stop except inside, and the few little cafes we saw were crowded, or in the open. We saw a man with a Phileas Fogg type contraption harvesting daffodils in the driving sleet... unsuccessfully, though, as he seemed to spend as much time under the machine as on it. Maybe he was sheltering?

    Nasbinals is a lovely old village with grey/fawn coloured stone houses, all with rooves made of flat rocks.

    Dinner was in the town rather than the hotel, and the same local specialties that Rosie and Amr had nearly 10 yrs ago - very good. Aligot (mashed potato plus cheese and garlic - consistency of play-dough) was a sight to behold, and very tasty.

    Just before we went we had an email from David, the Aumont-Aubrac manager, with a small glitch: the bag was delivered to the Le Puy post so late that it could not be collected today, and the Post is closed all weekend (plus perhaps Monday as a public holiday) so it will not be collected by la Malle Postale until Tuesday, and hopefully early enough then for it to be delivered to us where we will be that night - a town called Golinac. Four more days of only one pair of pants and shoes instead of one day more...but a timeline that ought to be achievable.

    Hotel is a branch of a family hotel business. 1. Opened at 4... but if you knew your room number you could take your key and go in anyway. 2. Wifi, soap, but no tea or coffee. 3 Great view over open fields 4. bed seems okay

    41,520 steps, 32.6km and 44 flights.
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  • Day 9

    Inside Churches: Le Puy to St Chely

    April 27 in France ⋅ 🌬 8 °C

    Every village has a church… with some having been recorded nearly 1000 years ago.