By a warm Sunday of July, I wished – led by my favorite Cathar guide tour and his brunette princess – to reconnect to my beloved travelling sensations by exploring the nearby unknown. I decided nothing, I was held by the country Wise Man’s wisdom, so prone to share his land with me. And for … More Minerve
Through destruction and adversity, from the ashes grows the fire weed, the most vibrant bloom of the Yukon. Colonization was that searching and now we must be like the fire weed, who grows strong roots, who replenishes and who stop the erosion. Fran Morberg-Green First Nations First proofs of life were found in Western Canada … More Once upon a time in Western Canada
I leave my beloved cidery towards Victoria – royal city named after the famous queen, now BC’s capital and maybe promise for my future. On the way already ridden two weeks ago to visit the strait, the fog gets warmer and reveal the horizon. I can see Mount Baker in noon sun.After a first stop … More A Royal City
An Inuit legend tells the Earth and Mankind’s birth: the Human race was eating the ground and living in an eternal night. Nobody died then, they became old, very old, and blind, they couldn’t move at some point, to a frozen state maybe; but nobody died. However, one day, there were too many humans, frozen … More Once upon a time Alaska
Once upon a time the world was born. Once upon a time was Pangaea. Once upon a time were a huge earthquake, a massive eruption and a series of shifts; once upon a time our world tore apart. Once upon a time was continents’ drift. Once upon a time was Iceland, mother of the last … More Once upon a time in Iceland
After four hanging days, two more hours of wait at the mechanic including fifteen improvised poetic minutes and our ABS light unwilling to turn off, the car is finally healed. I leave at midnight GTM +2 towards Cherbourg for the shortest road trip ever… There will be no trip, only the road! … More Celtic Twilight
I’m driven across County Clare winding roads and enjoy my Irish cliché: green fields parted with small stony and old walls. And sometimes, grazing sheep within. And sometimes, a ruin of a wall, a castle or a tower within; only remembrance left of a hidden past. A few forgotten ghosts might probably still wander trapped … More Tir fo Thuinn
Way after Ancient Greeks, way before the Roman Empire, Western Europe – and therefore Gaul as well – was mostly Celtic. Thus, the first people in Toulouse that we’ve heard of, was Celtic too: the Volcae Testosages. Native from Bohemia, these Errant Warriors settled in Southern Gaul, in Garonne River cradle. But their wandering heart … More Once upon a time in Toulouse
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