Martin M. Miles' photos with the keyword: Via Gebennensis

.... found with the help of my little torchlight this mysterious head of a bull in the dark church...

.....the steeple of the church was like a tower of a castle. Not elegant, but strong...

...the most incredible piece in that church "Saint-Julien" was the cryptic baptistery. Probably way older than the church itself. Maybe dating back to the 9th century...

...walked up to the old church on the hill in St.Julien Chapteuil....

......the sofar highest point with 1276 meters - and had great views. Upto here the mountains were granite - but in front now was a former volcanic basin. The mountains were rounded. Some looked a bit like sugar-cones.....

...home away from home. Dinner was served in the spacious garden...

.......seeing a cow from the side, the back part is totally covered with the greenish stuff. Then there is a diagonal line, a kind of equator from the highest part of the back to the lowest part on the forehands - everything below is shitty - everything above is clean. Im sure, this is a fashion, they have developed. Something like an iroquois-hairstyle. I´m sure, that no cow is able to do that alone. This style is the proof, that cows can build up teams...

...cold and misty...

...reached, what once had been a kind of trainstation. Very small. More the size of a busstop. Actually the by far most rotten and forgotten one, I had ever seen....

..... saw next morning the old romanesque portal of the church ...

...ascending, after having crossed the Rhone now...

...offers a nice view onto a shiny nuclear power plant.....

......was a pretty renaissance-building with a halfround tower infront, for the staircase. I had never been in such a house - and then the door opened....

...walking down towards La Côte-Saint-André. The weather changed again..... Ten minutes later heavy rain started..

...from where I had a view to the Lac de Paladru....Grenoble is behind the mountain range on the horizon....

.... where I rented a posh "chalet" for a night. This was a little hut, about 16m², opposite the wash-rooms and sourrounded by dutch caravans.....

... Rhone on the right - and the "feared" Mt. Tournier on the horizon. The first "real" mountain. Only 900m high! The trail, descending to the valley floor was steep and very slippery... Stayed in "Le Clos des Capucins" that night.

....the rain continued. The track was muddy....(.....) was from Switzerland, born in Rome, suffering from rain, mud and the rest of it. He had walked since hours and we were both heading to Chaumont. At least another 6 hours away... We met again that evening... and some weeks later near Espalion. We had dinner together in Conques. He reached Santiago - and sent me a postcard.