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It was a short day's drive down to the Camargue but we had some tests thrown our way. Twice we were scuppered by railway bridges lower than 3.5 metres. One meant we had a diversion through the busy centre of Avignon and the other saw us doing a 17 point turn and holding up all the traffic in a really tight town centre. The 30°C temperature didn't help with stress levels.
We made Camargue by lunch though and I'm pleased to say it was worth the hassle. It's alive with wildlife and has a really impressive topography. It's basically a vast delta dominated by salt marsh and brackish lagoons that's pretty unique on this scale in this part of Europe. The dragonfly population is outstanding with many monster species as well as magically coloured smaller ones.
We've seen the signature flamingoes as well as whiskered tern, bee eater, black winged stilt, glossy ibis and dozens of other less specialised species.
We've also seen a few semi-wild Camargue bulls. Emma decided to irritate the one pictured by snapping it whilst wearing the brightest red shirt she could find.
It's hot. All we could muster between about 2.00pm and 5.00pm was to flop about in our lazy-boy chairs in the shade of the truck and pray for the Mistral to occasionally raise enough enthusiasm to take the edge off the heat.
Forgot to mention the mosquitoes. They are numerous, quick and evil...
Laying in bed typing this and listening to a truly raucous amphibian chorus. Fantastic!
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