On Wednesday Nina and I pretty much stumbled over this absofuckinlutely stunning cave in southern France called Grotte des Demoiselles. The name comes from a local legend about how a shepherd fell down the (then) opening and the last thing he saw before he fainted were dancing damsels - demoiselles means maidens.
We had a good time there. The temperature is a cool 14 degrees celcius and the guide spoke some English. We and two Dutch were the only non-French speakers in the group, but he walked with us up front and explained what we were going to see at the next stop, so that when we got there he could talk to the frogs. He took his time, didn't rush anything, and made the whole walk a pleasant experience.
All pics from this cave can be seen here.
Have a good reaction now, you hear! And suggest your neighbors to be vigilant. And English speaking...
The original opening. Nowadays there is a blasted opening with a funicular to take people into the mountain, it was built in the late 20s and early 30s.
The skeleton of a cave bear - ursus spelaeus - was found in the first room of the grotte. There's also a not very convincing copy of one standing in a niche on the funicular ride.
The actual caves. Wow. These rocks have been formed over the span of 150-160 million years. There's not been any new development in the last 10,000 years, because the climate has been too dry. However, the moisture and carbondioxide produced by thousands of visitors every year have given fungus plenty of opportunities to thrive.
Bones of the earth...
Here be dragons...
Sunday, July 25, 2010
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