HONFLEUR-entrance-of-the-Harbour
Honfleur has many harbours and docks, the one in town is the most 'attractive' and touristic, probably one of the oldest, however outside that womb is a whole network, for fishing, industry... yacht lie waiting for the next opening of the bridge to le Vieux Bassin, you can see the surrounding hills, thee is a long, lovely walk to where sluices were built to regulate and control the water-levels.
I remember when I was there over 30 years ago, with my parents, that growing up in a fishing harbour in Belgium, how different things were, we had boats with sharp hulls, there's were 'flat... We dredged our harbours... they didn't so they had to wait for the tide to come in, till they were' afloat' again...
Go literally with the flow, aahhh, that French Art de Vivre!
No more... the pace of life adapted to our times, everything controlled, MUST be able to go out ALWAYS, , NOW, ... yesterday already...
As the sun goes down, we reach the end of our promenade, see Le Havre and it's smokey industry in the distance, the mouth of the Seine.
Linger awhile then return to the old center.
(… a suivre… more to follow)
THANX, M, (*_*)
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HONFLEUR-entrance-of-the-Harbour
Honfleur has many harbours and docks, the one in town is the most 'attractive' and touristic, probably one of the oldest, however outside that womb is a whole network, for fishing, industry... yacht lie waiting for the next opening of the bridge to le Vieux Bassin, you can see the surrounding hills, thee is a long, lovely walk to where sluices were built to regulate and control the water-levels.
I remember when I was there over 30 years ago, with my parents, that growing up in a fishing harbour in Belgium, how different things were, we had boats with sharp hulls, there's were 'flat... We dredged our harbours... they didn't so they had to wait for the tide to come in, till they were' afloat' again...
Go literally with the flow, aahhh, that French Art de Vivre!
No more... the pace of life adapted to our times, everything controlled, MUST be able to go out ALWAYS, , NOW, ... yesterday already...
As the sun goes down, we reach the end of our promenade, see Le Havre and it's smokey industry in the distance, the mouth of the Seine.
Linger awhile then return to the old center.
(… a suivre… more to follow)
THANX, M, (*_*)
Please do not use this image on websites, blogs or any other media without my explicit permission. © All rights reserved
For the whole story:
magdaindigo.blogspot.com/2009/09/start-of-our-adventures-...