Cross-country skiing around Grenoble

It’s mid March and today is the first day of spring! Winter is over. Again this winter we feel that the climate is changing. Some weeks were cold with heaps of snow that turned drastically into springy warm.

After returned back from my tropical holidays at the beginning of the year I went right away to ski; Not the downhill one but the cross-country skiing. The less risky cross-country skiing appeals to me more as an amateur – or as the one who has broken his knee during a downhill journey. Some people don’t like it because it’s more tiring and you don’t get the same speed as downhill. Continue reading

A note on skiing for those who have never skied..

I first touched snow during 2009 winter in Paris at the age of 22. It felt funny how the white snow became wet water on my hands. Having lived my entire life in a tropical country I surely got excited. I did all the things I could imagined: made snowmen, made snow angels, did snow fights, opened my mouth up in the air until I got sore throat, etc. But that was it. Continue reading

Volcanoes in France. Part 2. Around Clermont-Ferrand: Vulcania, Puy-de-Dôme, Monts du Cantal

Part 1

It was sunday, the second day of my holidays in Clermont-Ferrand. Waking up in the morning, the weather was so grey and gloomy, and it was cold! The streets were empty. I put my polar sweat then went outside to find breakfast. My hotel was located not too far from the center, but guess what, I couldn’t find any boulangerie/bakery shop open that morning. After walking around and around, finally found the bakery just in front of the Jaude mall was open. It appeared (in the next two days) that this was the single bakery that is open during holidays when other bakeries are close. But, they were expensive and the bread was nowhere near good.

Hiking in the Monts du Cantal

On this sunday we planned to do hike around Clermont-Ferrand.  As I wrote on the first part, the massif Central is located in this region. Massif Central consists of several (sixteen if I remember correctly from the explanation in Vulcania) volcanoes chains. After hearing some explanations from Anne, a friend who lives there, and Vulcania, I understood that the volcanoes in the region are rather young. Some of the last eruptions date only back to less than 10,000 years. Continue reading

Volcanoes in France. Part 1. Discovering Clermont-Ferrand

It had been almost a month that I finished my work projects. After two weeks of dealing with french paperwork and another two weeks of looking for a new project, I was saturated.

Everyone who is looking for a new passion would understand that it is frustrating. Passing your time at home in front of your screen, you have all the time in the world but at the same time you don’t have time at all. Continue reading

Autumn hike around Grenoble: Moucherotte

I’ve been dealing with a lot of changes – not necessarily a good one – lately that makes writing impossible. Now that I have more “freedom”, I somehow don’t know what to do and start. It’s just so easy to be lost and unmotivated.

One of the routines that remains is to hike on weekend when it doesn’t rain. It keeps me motivated and alive.

Entering autumn, the air became more humid and it gets colder day by day. It was friday and it was raining. The sky was grey and my tomatoes plants were shivering outside. Fortunately sun was expected the next day. Continue reading

What canicule? Hiking in Belledonne

This summer we don’t get much good weather in France. Two saturdays ago it was raining, and although the sunday was not raining the view up in the mountain was not very good. We went to Grande Sure in Chartreusse but due to the contrast between sun and the remaining wet weather the mountains were covered with fogs.

So when they announced canicule – heat waves – in almost north-west side of France, we picked up our phone and dialed the refuge de la Pra in Belledonne mountains to see whether they got place to stay for this weekend. It was tuesday and they were fully booked already. It was expected. Continue reading

Bretagne trip: Sun, Rain, Bike. Part 4. Finished

Finally to my disappointment the bookstore was not open and we did not have more time to wait before my train for Nantes left. I crossed my finger that I could find the book in Nantes. So we left Vannes, and Morbihan, and Bretagne. We arrived in Nantes around noon. Again Nantes was no longer part of Bretagne during this trip but it was historically – and I think most people would still consider it as – Breton. Continue reading