After a ridiculously overpriced breakfast at our hotel, we walked down to the waterfront to see a bit of Cassis in the daylight. We knew there was a problem with the breakfast but opted for it anyway since they began serving at 6:30 and we wanted to get an early start to the day. It seemed like the right decision at the time, but still!
We put Cassis on our map for several reasons. First off, I’ve heard of it for years from my mother, who either loved it or always wished to go - I forget which now, and need to call her up and ask one of these nights when I manage to stay awake long enough after dinner.
Second, the famously dramatic calanque coastline between here and Marseilles was the setting for Pugnol’s wonderful Marseilles Trilogy, a series of three recently restored films (Marius, Fanny, and Cesar) that we saw for the first time at the film center last winter. You should see them.
And third, it is a natural stop on the route to Marseilles, which we had originally planned to pass through on our way west.
Given how much I’d thought about coming here, we didn’t really get a good enough look at Cassis. We enjoyed a walk along the harbor and west out of town a ways, but more was needed. We both thought afterwards that we should have stayed here two nights and spent the day hiking west to the calanques, but when it came time to book a room it looked likely to be too wet to hang out here for an extra day.
On the waterfront, Cassis. The white cliff above the near ridge is one of the famous Calanques.
It was a 30% plunge getting into Cassis from the high route to the east, but fortunately we didn’t leave town the way we arrived. The main route climbs more gradually up a gap to the north for a few miles, before tying into the main east-west route. This is the way if you’re going west to Marseilles, or east to Le Ciotat or Toulon on the fast, safe, boring route.
We did neither, of course. We more or less went straight north thirty miles to Aix-en-Provence, a place we biked through without stopping 25 years ago. Aix is one of my sister Elizabeth’s favorite spots in the world, so between Cassis and Aix this is officially Make the Family Jealous week.
A very nice ride, but I’m behind schedule so I’ll save some time here and let the photos and video speak for the day. It’s beautiful out again today, and we must hop on the bikes.
At Roquevaire, where we stopped for a sidewalk lunch. No, not a sidewalk cafe - just a sidewalk. We were ready for our break so we just sat down on the first clearing we came to. A hundred yards later we came to a clearing and park with nice views, but the deed was done.
Scott AndersonTo Jen RahnJust another character builder. She’s built up quite a bit or character by now, I think most would agree. Reply to this comment 6 years ago
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This is Mont Sainte-Victoire, the isolated ridge just east of Aix and the subject of several Cezanne paintings. We plan on biking a circuit of it tomorrow.
We entered Aix by crossing the Arc River at a narrow crossing south of the city. This is the Trois Sautets (three hops) Bridge, because before it was built it took three hops across the narrow river to cross it here.
Crossing the Arc on the Trois Sautets Bridge. We agree, this is much better Han hopping across the river. Mak3s us think of our small portage a few days back.
A restaurant and meal we’d like to remember. Le Petit Verdot, an intimate and warm restaurant in the pedestrian zone; and a Spanish pork dish with mustard and onion sauce, mashed potatoes, and a colorful array of vegetables. I love the look of the radish slice and carrot strip.
Scott AndersonTo Steve Miller/GrampiesAgreed. I’m thinking, btw, of starting up a forum thread on setting photo quotas. Food, cows, cats, and their ilk. Thoughts? Reply to this comment 6 years ago
