What image does the word Camargue conjure up for you? I'd bet wild, white horses galloping through water,
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-the reality |
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Neither are they all white. Foals are born dark and gradually become white by 5 yrs old |
- or perhaps vast flocks of pink flamingoes
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Egret at La Maguelone. Nice pink cottage though. |
-not a single one I'm afraid.
The marshlands seemed a lot drier than we remember the previous time we were here, when we definitely did see flamingoes. The horses were just as laid back then though. One welcome consequence of the dryness (for us that is) was the complete absence of mosquitoes.
The landscape is still beautiful however. The canal really only skirts the wilderness area and it is a shifting landscape so, I daresay, the flamingoes (and mozzies) are flourishing a little further away.
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No longer any access to this abandoned house except by boat |
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Fishermen's homes alongside the etangs. |
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