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Hervé et Ti Claude
"Ti" is creole for petite, and Claude, who is a tiny woman, is known affectionately by friends and family as Ti Claude. It sounds funny to call her simply Claude. | Exterior flank of Cirque de Cilaos
Cilaos is the only caldera that we didn't visit. Just another reason to go back. |
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Grand Bassin
Kilometers below our vantage point was this beautiful, water-sculpted basin, named, aptly enough, Grand Bassin. In the previous photo, you can just make out the waterfall and basin in the bottom left corner. | Meadow
No, one of our photos from mainland France did not sneak into the batch. This is a meadow along the road to the volcano, Piton de la Fournaise. |
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Rivière des Remparts
And quite the impressive ramparts they are. In Sancerre, we lived on rue des Remparts, but they didn't really resemble these. :D | Vallée de la Rivière des Remparts
This river valley is actually a caldera. |
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Steep slope
Wouldn't want to climb this one... | Panorama before the Rivière des Remparts
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Panorama of the Plaine des Cafres
Er, it's under there somewhere. :P | Where are we again?
Is this still La Réunion? The vegetation is so varied for an island with a circumference of 220km. Reunion's tortured, ravine-carved relief has around 200 mircoclimates, with landscapes that range from desertic savannahs to tropical forests. |
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Inspiration for Van Gogh
This view makes me think of an Impressionist painting. | La Plaine des Cafres
I love this view. Living on a tropical island, I find this scene quite...exotic. :D |
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Could it be Mars?
View of La Plaine des Sables, just before the still-active volcano. | Dust devil
The dirt road leading to the volcano. As you can attest from the number of cars, the volcano is quite the tourist attraction. I don't know why that surprised me, but it did. |
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Edge of the world
This photo doesn't really do it justice, but with those clouds billowing up, it looked as if the edge of the world was waiting for us just over that cliff. | La Plaine des Sables
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Tourist on the Plaine des Sables
| Le Piton Formica Leo
This little reddish crater in the foreground dates from 1753. It gets its name from its resemblance to an anthill. You can't see the people on the crater in this picture because they look like, well, ants, or mites rather. :P |
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Panorama of the Piton
This volcano erupts once or twice a year. Too bad it didn't happen while we were there. I've dreamed of seeing a volcano erupt since I was a little girl. It's one of the most fascinating sites on earth, I think. | Lunch time
Look! I'm wearing long-sleeves! You can't see the fog in this pic because it had momentarily lightened, but we were surrounded by it. Julie kept apologizing for the weather, but I loved it. It reminded me of Sancerre. |
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Sea vers St-Benoit
Yes, we were on an island. It's just that the land was so much more impressive than all that water. :D | Creek
The creek feeding widest of the cascades that spills into the Bassin de la Paix. |
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Bassin de la Paix
After the drive up the volcano, we traversed the island and hiked down to this little pool with its three waterfalls to refresh ourselves. | Another view of Bassin de la Paix
The place might have been more peaceful if not for the 20 or so other bathers who can braved the steep, broken-staired hike down to the pool. |
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What did I tell you about waterfalls?
If you don't like clouds, mountains, and cascades, you really shouldn't be looking at these pics. :P | Damien
He's near the third and highest of the three falls that pour into Bassin de la Paix. |
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Hervé
Nothing like a few thousand gallons of water pummeling you to make you feel clean. | Basaltic Rock Organ
Rock formations between the two major cascades. They remind me of the Giant's Causeway. |
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Shooting range
Out of the three couples, Ti Claude and I are the only non-police folk, so, on a rainy day, Hervé, who is a sports and shooting instructor in the French police force, took us (well, everyone but Ti Claude) to a shooting range for a private training session. | Not too bad
...says Hervé. I actually hit the target. Several times. Yay me. :P |
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Mountains in the mist
We went up to Maïdo Peak with Hervé, but it was a bit too late in the day (11am) and clouds already covered the view. | Damien shows off his fangs
Damien the Daywalker. |
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Maïdo
The next morning, we made the great sacrifice of waking up at 4:30 am to get to the rim of Mafate before the daily clouds arrived. | Sunrise over the peaks
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Good morning, Mafate
| Le Bronchard and the village of Roche-Plate (flat rock)
There are no roads into Mafate, only foot trails, and the inhabitants like it that way. Their provisions come by helicopter. |
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Rivière des Galets
| Cimendef topped by clouds
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Julie and Damien
on Maïdo Peak. | Ilets aux Orangers
...is the little village on the extreme left of the photo, in the shadow of the steep ridge. |
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Les Trois Salazes
| Gros Morne and Morne de Fourche
The Cirque de Mafate was first home to runaway slaves. Their chief, a sorceror, gave the caldera its name, "Mafate," Malagasy for "he who stinks." The name came from malodorous sulfurous springs which no longer exist. If I understood the anecdote correctly, Mafate was also the sorceror's name. |
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The fearsome four
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