The floodplain of the Rhône, the bank sections are being rehabilitated.
void wayside chapel upon emerging from Chanaz. How many pilgrims like here or in the hut on the road have been stayed or have taken refuge from bad weather.
Prior to the Camino I have read The stars of Compostela of Henri Vincenot . The somewhat esoteric story of a French forest harvester-boys in the Middle Ages, which comes in a roundabout way to make a pilgrimage to Santiago. The harvester put here me for that period, even if the tools are more effective now.
The harvester make a good job.
overlooking the Canal de derivation du Rhône .
entrance Vetri.
Vetri is one of the many small hamlets, which goes by the pilgrim route. For me, a place is only a full-fledged city, when a bar or a small business has. Being currently the most rampant a big Bar-Die in the rural regions of France.
Vraisin. The entrance sign is attached to a dead end sign.
weir at Canal de derivation du Rhône .
Jongieux is a wine town . Cru position within the appellation Vin de Savoie with white wines from Chardonnay and Jacque and red wines from Mondeuse , Pinot Noir Gamay and . ( Source: http://www.wein-plus.de/glossar/Jongieux.htm)
In France, I see desöfteren back shed, which appear to still be used. Whether they are used in common, I do not know. I make way too little people I could ask.
Croix Genot, after a climb through the vineyards of Jongieux.
The growers cut the vines at this time of year. I am surprised by their shears - pneumatically operated, on the back of the compressor as they carry a backpack. In these large areas is also attached.
look back from the Croix Genot above Jongieux. I came along right on the slopes.
La Chapelle de St-Romain, with new sculptures date. The highest point for today, a little above Croix Genot .
first I smile at the words: ". Note This path runs along the steep coast
Please put on good walking shoes Be careful leaving the path never be matched.. you understand your children. "
Then I know why the sign is there. I dare not imagine what would have happened to me when I was there at night entlanggehumpelt still Frangy yesterday.
The path just next to the unprotected edge along. It goes down vertically, I guess 200 m deep.
difficult and very steep descent, even during the day and the full possession of power.
Then it goes along the Rhone. Suddenly, I cringe, a jogger pushes past me. I have not come to hear, although it is almost silent except the wind and the river is no sound. Then I see why I did not hear him come: he is running in shorts ... barefoot. splashed with mud up to their knees, but barefoot. Cool, the French.
my planned destination for Today, Yenne. Cozy provincial town with 2600 inhabitants. Let's see whether and where to stay I can.
The church Notre-Dame de l'Assomption in the 12th Century in Yenne.
beautiful play of light through the old stained glass windows. Structurally was evidently much changed over the centuries.
The peace and radiance in such a church is impressive.
The dead of the First World War are listed in the top panel, about 75 deaths. The 10 dead including World War II. In Germany, the ratio probably 1:1.
for people and country. Whether one of the dead, there might be one of the dead totgemacht on the boards that I know in Germany?
What madness.
I drink a coffee shop in a bar, buy food for tonight. The Capuchin monastery I'm not under it was my first night in a monastery. I am a bit disappointed, I'm probably not because of the dirt inside of my trousers and shoes. Gite There is not that you may have to stay in a hotel restaurant. Actually, it is closed, the owner comes home from the holidays and will open officially tomorrow. I may still pure. But nothing here to cook, I eat containing Bread with cheese.
There is a TV, the first since my departure. Nothing interesting. Nothing missed.
