Ste-Croix-de-Verdon, photos and text by Corey Amaro
The curvaceous road to Ste Croix de Verdon wrapped around the mountain tightly, I leaned one way than the other, feeling like I was French Husband's second skin as we coiled our way to the top. I didn't dare look to the side of the road in fear that I might shift my weight causing the bike to lean opposite the course.
There was definitely a groove thing going on, and I was getting into the swing of being on the bike, when suddenly there was a gap in the thicket that stole my attention. I literally jumped up on the foot pegs, nearly causing French Husband to run off the road. The village of Ste-Croix-de-Verdon is a pearl, but the lake is out of this world blue. A blue that almost had me sailing off the bike and into the water down below.
Ste Croix de Verdon things to do other than gawk at the blue lake.
Where to go in Provence and have your eyes pop out of your head, sorry but it is true.
The blue is that blue. I kid you not. It is shockingly blue. It is the kind of blue that makes you rub your eyes in disbelief. It is the kind of blue that makes you think food coloring was added to it. It is by far the most true blue thing I have ever seen and the south of France is loaded with blue things.
When French Husband pulled over, I jumped off the bike, I nearly dove (belly flopped) right then and there, off the cliff, into the lake, and I do not even know how to dive. You might say I was a tab bit excited.
This is a cropped photo, of a tiny part of the St Croix lake that I zoomed by 500 percent. I wanted to see the pixels break down and see the many shades of blue dots connect. Yes, I am strange that way. What color of blue is this anyway?
The dark spots in the water are reflections from the clouds.
Oh did I ever tell you the story about French Husband bungee cord jumping off the Gorge de Verdon Pont de l'Artuby bridge?
Yes, you gotta love a man who even with helmet hair can drive a woman to such places… and make her scream.
His jumping off that God-forsaken, high bridge over the Gorge de Verdon made me scream, amongst other things I will not mention. Gee, thinking about it now makes me want to hit him, I nearly puked that day he jumped off the Artuby bridge!!
Anyway, that is another story.
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