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Showing posts with label Travel France. Show all posts

On the Roads of Corrèze with the Lancia Classic Cars Rally

I’ve been known to use unusual means of transport. I, once, “drove” a car which was perched on a trailer, through the Egyptian White Desert. Therefore, when I was asked if I would like to join fifty odd classic cars, for a Lancia rally, off the beaten tracks in Correze, I didn’t bat an eyelid and jumped at the opportunity.

To tell you the truth, I didn’t exactly know what a classic Lancia looked like. The best I could hope for was a bright shiny day to take some decent pictures and, to steer the conversation away from mechanics and bodywork repairs. Little did I know. This is a world of passionate experts. Some collect only but, for others it’s their livelihood. One of the participants entertained me with tales of his craft: he manufactures exclusive driving wheels. A couple of pilots had shipped their cars from Australia for the event. As a rule, Lancia-owners participate to a couple of rallies a year, so the main focus is squarely where it should be, the Lancia.



Driving through Correze is a dream for anybody who likes winding little roads, varied scenery and beautiful villages. Though situated in the Dordogne Valley, La Correze, is relatively unknown, there is no mass tourism. The main industry is farm-based which makes it a paradise for foodies. Here, everything is low-key. A quiet happiness and well-being seem to float over a very French way of life.Jean Paul Brunerie, organiser of car rallies in Correze and across France, had met me earlier on the steps of La Seniorie, Mercure Hotel where I stayed. The plan was to follow the vintage cars in his Rover and weather permitting I would join in a Lancia, a little later on. We’d shaken hands on the scheme and said our goodbyes until the next day.

The next morning, the sky was grey and stormy. It may have been horrible outside but the spirit in the Lancia caravan was buoyant and we were soon en route to our first stop: Aubazine. There is something to be said, for being in the warmth of a modern car which remains stable as it travels up and down and along the hairpin bends of the D150 -small road for you and me. It’s with an inner little smile that I learnt that the Lancia Aurelia’s front suspension was a sliding pillar design and you probably don’t want to experience that -whatever it is- until the scrambled eggs have settled down a little.

From Aubazine to Collonges-la-Rouge

Aubazine is best known for its connection with Mademoiselle Gabrielle Chanel

who spent her teenage years in the austere orphanage of the local Cistercian abbey where she had a terrible time but also where she drew her inspiration for her stylish black and white signature designs. Even her famous logo of two intertwined Cs can be observed in the stained glass of the abbey.

As the single road got smaller and smaller the landscape became very scenic, with its woodlands and small fields, and I could detect a hint of film-star quality in the drivers as they approached the numerous pretty medieval villages where villagers lined the streets to take pictures

Collonges-la-Rouge is definitely a star among the “Prettiest Villages of France”. Startling flamboyant -red houses built with local sandstones are organised around a covered market still containing a working bread oven. Small streets and a perfectly preserved catholic church are a glorious spectacle. On the day, the Lancia parked at its medieval door, there was a Venetian Carnival.
From Curemonte to Argentat.

By now, it had started to drizzle but the atmosphere among the classic cars drivers could not have been better. People who had come with their cars from several continents were exchanging stories, engines were admired, restoration praised and photos taken. On arrival in Curemonte, in my books the prettiest village of the circuit, the 57 equipages were getting on famously, comparing times and performance.



From the road to Branceilles on the height of Puy Turland, one gets the strategic importance of the village’s position straight away. It may be for that reason that this small village of 200 inhabitants has three castles, delightful gardens and cobbled streets.


It had become obvious that today would not be my day for taking a spin in a Lancia but I got my turn in a vintage Triumph, the next day. Our last stop, Argentat deriving from the Latin Argentoratum or river-way. It could not have been a more peaceful town. Seating on the terrace of a cafe by the docks would have been a perfect if Jean-Paul didn’t have a phone call: A car had broken down and needed assistance in the Lidl car-park. Sometimes when you live a fairy-tale, you tend to forget the realities.



Disclaimer: I travelled as a guest of the Office du Tourisme de Correze where there is a team which will be happy to advise you about vintage cars rental agencies in the area. I was not asked to write a positive review, all the words are my own and I retain the copyright of the photos.

Corrèze Tourisme - Agence de Développement et de Réservation Touristiques
45 quai Aristide Briand F-19000 TULLE
Tél. : 05 55 29 98 78
Website: http://www.tourismecorreze.com/en
E-mail : contact@tourismecorreze.com 

Correze is served by airlines flying regular direct services to Brive-Dordogne Valley Rodez, Limoges airport from the UK. Please note that there is no public transfer available at Limoges airport.

Meet a Truffle Expert: Interview with Monsieur Truffe, Philippe Barrière

"It's all about sex." That was Philippe Barrière's gambit and it worked. He and I were prepared to listen to every single word that Monsieur Truffe had to say.


Philippe is the man who has been looking after the quality control of the truffle production, la trufficulture, in the South of France for the past 20 years, first with the chamber of commerce in Carcassonne and now as a consultant. He is one of the very few truffle-expert in the world. His expertise is so rare that he had to invent his own job. 


"What you need to know" he added "is that for truffles to develop and grow, an open environment is required. The black truffle cycle is a long one, nine months. It's an association between the tree and the truffle. It's the tree-root which is going to allow  truffle-spores to germinate  and  later, it's the same roots which will feed this under-ground network of mushrooms".

"For this cycle to be successful, an opened environment is required", by this Philippe means, a plot of land often an hectare with 200 to 300 trees which is "well looked after". In the old days, sheep were doing the weeding, scraping the ground, to "open it" of course, with a little help from the farmers who can make a good living out of truffles.
But very little is known about the reasons behind the development of truffles. In some plots it works, in others even with the best conditions, it does not. "It all remains a mystery" he said "and in my opinion, it will be never be completely clear why truffles grow here and not there; it's too complex, as there are hundred of truffle species"
The craze for this strong smelling fungus dates back to François 1ier, mid 16th century. The French king had the misfortune to be kidnapped at the battle of Pavia and spend some time in prison in Madrid, where he was fed a rough skin potato reserved for peasants, during the winter months when nothing much grew over-ground.
Quality control, this one has a problem but how do you tell from the outside?
On return to France, he introduced this mushroom to the royal court and the rest is history, around 1850-1900 Cahors' truffles factories treated.........wait for it...........2 000 tonnes of truffles a year. Caning them, which is an aberration according to Philippe as "truffles should be eaten raw, as soon as you cook them, they partly loose their flavour".

This crate has just been harvested by several farmers, the content is worth around 2 500 euro
And by the way, he adds nodding very seriously, "Your readers need to know that products, such as truffle-oil which contain a slice of truffle, are a gimmick. Truffles have a short shelve-life,  they need to be eaten fresh, they can turn rancid very quickly".


When Philippe Barriere is not lecturing or advising farmers, he can be found at "l'atelier de la truffe"  an unique bistro/restaurant. A place where conviviality reigns and where all dishes are truffle based with wine pairing.



L'atelier de la truffe
51, rue Trivalle
11000 Carcassonne
France

Christmas in Avignon

Going to Avignon earlier this month, made me realised how much unnecessary pressure we put on ourselves in the Anglo-Saxon world. When there,  on several occasions, I mentioned, "Black Friday" just to be met with a look a complete incomprehension.
It was the start of the second week in December and shops had just started displaying their Xmas goods. Les Halles - the largest intra-muros food market- wasn't showing any sign of Christmas yet. 

mur vegetale avignon

One peculiarity of Les Halles in Avignon is its wall, 30m x 11,50m, set up by botanist Patrick Blanc. It has a sophisticated irrigation system, as you can imagine, being in the south of France. Growing vertically is an interesting concept. A Pebble Soup's guest blog post which is still very popular was written about this subject matter, Urban Eden in the Sky
Traders mentioned the Christmas tradition of the 13 desserts, symbol of Christ and the 12 apostles. The 13 desserts traditionally end the "big supper" on Christmas eve before midnight mass. 

Though there are variations, it's often green melon kept safe in straw since harvest, apples, pears, grapes, nuts , figs , oranges, mandarins and nougat. There is jam, "focaccia" and mulled wine too.
Of what I have seen tradition has evolved a little and the fruits are often "confits".
Avignon fruits confits

Another outlet which should not be missed when strolling in the papal city is Aline Géhant's, a chocolatiere with a real talent for soft but strong flavours. Her chocolates infused with star-anise (badiane) or lavender are unique.


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