SupervagabondS au pays d'Israfil et Tarja
Notre premier voyage à deux canoës, à chacun son embarcation, à chacun ses méditations.
Ce carnet est dédié à ma fille Amélie,
parce qu'avant de partir j'avais, tout comme elle, sous estimé sa capacité à être vagabonde.
A l'heure de dérouler ce carnet, elle n'attends que de repartir ensemble avec son canoë.
Nous pensions que ce voyage serait bien différent de celui de 2017, effectivement il fut vraiment un cran au dessus, autant dans les émotions de notre relation père fille, qu'au travers des rencontres qui ont eu lieu.
Le titre est aussi un hommage parce que sans ma fille, sans Israfil et Tarja, il y aurait moins d’émotions dans ce carnet.
Ce carnet est aussi un cadeau de noël pour ma fille, parce qu'il n'est pas obligatoire de consommer à outrance pour lui démontrer que je l'aime.
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Our first trip to two canoes, to each his own boat, to each his meditations.
This notebook is dedicated to my daughter Amélie,
because before leaving I had, like her, underestimated her ability to be a vagabond.
When she unrolls this notebook, she is just waiting to leave together with her canoe.
We thought that this trip would be very different from that of 2017, indeed it was really a notch above, as much in the emotions of our father-daughter relationship, as through the meetings that took place.
The title is also a tribute because without my daughter, without Israfil and Tarja, there would be less emotion in this notebook.
This notebook is also a Christmas gift for my daughter, because it is not compulsory to consume excessively to show her that I love her.
Ce carnet est dédié à ma fille Amélie,
parce qu'avant de partir j'avais, tout comme elle, sous estimé sa capacité à être vagabonde.
A l'heure de dérouler ce carnet, elle n'attends que de repartir ensemble avec son canoë.
Nous pensions que ce voyage serait bien différent de celui de 2017, effectivement il fut vraiment un cran au dessus, autant dans les émotions de notre relation père fille, qu'au travers des rencontres qui ont eu lieu.
Le titre est aussi un hommage parce que sans ma fille, sans Israfil et Tarja, il y aurait moins d’émotions dans ce carnet.
Ce carnet est aussi un cadeau de noël pour ma fille, parce qu'il n'est pas obligatoire de consommer à outrance pour lui démontrer que je l'aime.
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Our first trip to two canoes, to each his own boat, to each his meditations.
This notebook is dedicated to my daughter Amélie,
because before leaving I had, like her, underestimated her ability to be a vagabond.
When she unrolls this notebook, she is just waiting to leave together with her canoe.
We thought that this trip would be very different from that of 2017, indeed it was really a notch above, as much in the emotions of our father-daughter relationship, as through the meetings that took place.
The title is also a tribute because without my daughter, without Israfil and Tarja, there would be less emotion in this notebook.
This notebook is also a Christmas gift for my daughter, because it is not compulsory to consume excessively to show her that I love her.
Quand : 24/06/2019
Durée : 85 jours
Durée : 85 jours
Distance globale :
705km
Dénivelées :
+3658m /
-4314m
Alti min/max : 54m/258m
Carnet publié par SupervagabondS
le 10 oct. 2019
modifié le 22 juil. 2020
modifié le 22 juil. 2020
Coup de coeur !
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Vue d'ensemble
Le topo : Nav 21 / 13 Août (mise à jour : 05 avr. 2020)
Distance section :
18.2km
Dénivelées section :
+23m /
-19m
Section Alti min/max : 71m/79m
Le compte-rendu : Nav 21 / 13 Août (mise à jour : 05 avr. 2020)
Only people would paddle to understand the pleasure of starting a new navigation !?
How good it feels to be in your place while always being somewhere else.
A large boat passes and freezes our attention, unable to know if it has spotted us or not.
The vastness confines us not to stray too far from the other.
We are happy to be there, and the mere awareness of this thought is enough to appreciate every moment.
The navigation provided is not so long, Amélie develops a little muscle pain in the right arm and it is also necessary to know how to take it into account.
I get drunk my teenager explaining that she must try to change the gesture that causes her pain, otherwise it will get worse.
- Yeah, I understand but I'm the paddle!
- That's why I advise you to pay attention to the way you paddle if you don't want to get worse and worse.
- Yeah, but I'm the one who would hurt so don't bother!
- Yes, because if your pain becomes unbearable you will no longer be able to paddle!
- hey ben you will continue without me!
- You're in the " shithead " mood today!
- "Head of a , women shithead " please !
- Hey with pleasure !
- Yeah, I understand but I'm the paddle!
- That's why I advise you to pay attention to the way you paddle if you don't want to get worse and worse.
- Yeah, but I'm the one who would hurt so don't bother!
- Yes, because if your pain becomes unbearable you will no longer be able to paddle!
- hey ben you will continue without me!
- You're in the " shithead " mood today!
- "Head of a , women shithead " please !
- Hey with pleasure !
The easiest way is to take breaks when a welcoming island appears.
Even if it lasts more than an hour, being alone on an islet in the middle of such a large lake is a journey in itself.
We stop, we nibble and we watch the time go by, sometimes thinking of what is so far away, because it is the consciousness of being there that gives us the pleasure of not being elsewhere !
It's good to be there and not to be useful !
We would be happy with such an island to forget everything else, but the energy of your youth is enough to legitimize the need to let yourself live.
One day you will have to distance yourself from me so that you can really discover yourself. Even if I don't like the idea, I know it's necessary for you to understand it.
You too made me grow.
Our relationship is truly unique and no one seems capable of being able to grasp its subtleties. Only the two of us know the extent of this family flavor.
The love of a father is to respect the idea that he does not want to be like you, because a child belongs only to the feelings that are instilled in him.
Our journeys mark moments in us that will last until you can no longer remember them.
The light becomes impeccable, you have to make images.
It only lasts for a moment and humans inflict themselves on wanting to believe that everything must be captured to flatter an ego! Modernity worries me about its ability to ignore emotions.
The Saimaa gently captivates us with its excess and its dream bivouacs.
To exist only depends on the idea that one has of it, and without you, I would not have become better than what you allowed me to be by becoming your father.
I have an admiration for you that I do not always know how to distil as it should be, because I was so ashamed that I procured my parents, that it seemed to me improbable to know how to love you always as much.
But you have no doubts about it! You know that the love I have for you is not only intended to assert my fatherly position. You know how much I make you think about the existence of life, while trying to consider the extent of your freedom.
Our possible conflicts let us know that they are right to take place. I have never prevented you from expressing your anger, on the contrary, I have taught you to show it off !
I counted so much on your mother for you to become a woman of your time, but her suicide did not leave us time to consider a sequel.
You know: without this disappearance we would never have traveled like this, you would have a brother or a sister and I will certainly be in love with freedom !
Life never ceases to wave from light to dark.
The rain reaches us while no cloud is over us !
We each have an umbrella for golf players !! Strong and wind resistant, this is the pragmatic idea of this year, not without a certain laughable standing !
But an umbrella is really practical: it saves us from being cooled by the rain and suffering from humidity. These pebrocs allowed us to extend days which would certainly have been shortened without them.
While it’s falling we let it go, doing everything not to go too far.
I never forgot that moment, because it was decided that it should be so.
We are in such a hurry that nothing prevents us from going slower. Sometimes we stop moving forward, letting the rain pass in front of us, before leaving to avoid the next dark cloud.
The life of this day unfolds according to everything around us and conditions us to always want to continue traveling.
I never dared to believe that it is relevant to transmit a form of spirituality to you.
It's up to you to discover what will lead you to question yourself about the merits of your existence, and the importance that you will not be able to give it! I do not teach you happiness but the means to access it by the will of your ideas.
The most difficult thing to believe, is when there is no other choice.
The most difficult thing to believe, is when there is no other choice.
We are so insignificant in the universe that there is no point in wanting to demonstrate the contrary.
Yet something tells us that beauty exists by the power it has to move us.
It’s just a bivouac, a curve of sand and color, but it’s random land in the universe that allows us to exist.
Life is so cruel that death creates the uncertainty of being even more so.
It is when we feel alive, that we feel that there will be an end.
Like trees, people congregate to be in the front row.
This bivouac is only a step towards a goal, but it harbors the memories of all those who have already been here.
What a pleasure to never believe that you are alone in the world, with no one around.
- Dad, imagine that my mother is with us right now!
- I'm trying, but I really can't believe she would have liked that!
- It is true that traveling as one does is not always easy.
- Yes but it is especially that to make its needs outside with the mosquitoes which bite us the bottom, your mother it would not have appreciated!
- Ah yes! You surprise me that I understand it!
- I would have liked to understand it a little more.
- Yes me too.
- I'm trying, but I really can't believe she would have liked that!
- It is true that traveling as one does is not always easy.
- Yes but it is especially that to make its needs outside with the mosquitoes which bite us the bottom, your mother it would not have appreciated!
- Ah yes! You surprise me that I understand it!
- I would have liked to understand it a little more.
- Yes me too.
It took me five years to get used to the advantage of being your only parent.
I hadn't planned anything for our future, but we came to savor what unites us for the best, always avoiding the worst.
t was you who, without realizing it, introduced me to the idea of being proud, but from there to become it !
Without you, I will only be my mother's miserable son.
With your e-reader you are making a splash: you have read more than thirty books in three months of travel! I never imagined I could blame you for reading too much!
More than a month later, your burns have become a memory.
More than a month later, your burns have become a memory.
The tent is like a house that suits our feeling of being sheltered.
Reality is enough to delight the contemplating mind.
It is with us without anything belonging to us, it would be really too much.
The corner is still ideal for dreaming.
Suddenly, the weather changes radically and a hailstorm bombards us with the uncertain feeling of no longer having anything under control.
Then life resumes its course ordered by the rays of the sun.