SupervagabondS - Révérence
Quand : 29/06/21
Durée : 70 jours
Durée : 70 jours
Distance globale :
751km
Dénivelées :
+6564m /
-6943m
Alti min/max : -79m/281m
Carnet publié par SupervagabondS
le 19 nov. 2021
modifié le 22 févr. 2022
modifié le 22 févr. 2022
Coup de coeur !
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Vue d'ensemble
Le topo : 6 Août Nav 14 (mise à jour : 12 févr. 2022)
Distance section :
26.1km
Dénivelées section :
+243m /
-237m
Section Alti min/max : -51m/85m
Le compte-rendu : 6 Août Nav 14 (mise à jour : 12 févr. 2022)
Day with the wind in front.
Let's go for hours of intense and sensitive sport.
Let's go for hours of intense and sensitive sport.
Amélie knows how to read the waves, I spent fifteen years teaching her so much. Now she leads her canoe with a master's hand and when I see the navigations that we accomplish, it's enough to have nothing more to teach her.
During the breaks we sometimes talk bullshit to the camera, but these stupid moments we keep them, without ever including them in our films! It's an intimacy that we don't want to negotiate.
All these trips have taught you that freedom exists and that it is up to you to determine its limits.
But where are the 15-year-olds who bear the long-term efforts that you face alone in your canoe!? All your friends idealize your place as a traveler but if they knew the courage that it requires, they would hesitate.
All our images have always been chronological in our notebooks and our films because for us they must correspond to what was the parade of our reality.
The wind calms down in the afternoon and it is between the islands that we seek the horizon.
Our planned destination is only 26 km away, so we take the time to chat while paddling.
There is no point in arriving too early and our long breaks allow us not to strain our muscles too much.
We both put up with muscle strain in the arms, shoulders, hands and wrists.
It's like small electric shocks that run through the muscles to the point of waking us up at night.
Arrived as expected: at sunset.
As soon as they are installed, a cane and its six ducklings tumble down hungry !
Frankly, they made us feel sorry! We could see them searching furiously for the slightest crumb of our evening meal.
So we give them a muesli bread of 500 gr scattered in the water. We eat 1 loaf every week so it's not a sacrifice, it's a gift! They have so much slab that one of them tastes the sponge used to do the dishes !
Then we would feel a bit like assholes not to offer anything to the ducks !
They will come back every day.
In two days we will concede them 1.5 kg of bread because it is too guilty to see them constantly hungry.
And we remain certain that the cane has appreciated our support !
As soon as Amélie does the dishes, it's a rush.
Tomorrow I know what will happen,
a first day to rest,
Then the second to rave with Mother Nature.
The atmosphere is a summer storm.
We really laughed a lot on this bivouac since my daughter decrees that my shaved head makes me a monk, and since my day clothes are all made in China and make me look like a yoga teacher, here I am delirious that I'm going to levitate ! And making the puppet in front of my daughter is in my strings !
Amélie still talks to me about this bivouac when she wants to reminisce about good memories.
"Eat me, eat me, eat me,
it's the song of the psylo who begs,
who plays with souls,
and opens the shutters of perception."
BZK
it's the song of the psylo who begs,
who plays with souls,
and opens the shutters of perception."
BZK
Nature is not to be judged.