A Journey Through Time in Castellane

The moment I set foot in Castellane, I was enveloped by a sense of history and charm that only a place with such a rich heritage can offer. The village, nestled at the gateway to the Gorges du Verdon, is a tapestry of medieval architecture and vibrant culture. As I wandered through the cobblestone streets, I couldn’t help but feel as though I had stepped back in time.

The air was filled with the scent of lavender, a gentle reminder of the region’s famed fields. The village’s classification as a “city of character” is well-deserved, with its ancient ramparts and the majestic Notre-Dame du Roc chapel perched high above, offering a panoramic view that took my breath away. Castellane is not just a place to visit; it’s a place to experience, to savor, much like a fine wine that reveals its complexities with each sip.

The Enchanting Moustiers-Sainte-Marie

Our journey continued to Moustiers-Sainte-Marie, a village that seems to have been plucked from the pages of a fairy tale. Known for its exquisite faience pottery, the village is a masterpiece of art and nature. As I explored its winding streets, I was captivated by the delicate balance of human craftsmanship and the natural beauty that surrounds it.

The village is set against a backdrop of towering cliffs, with a waterfall cascading down into the heart of the town. It was here that I indulged in a leisurely lunch at a quaint café, where the flavors of Provence danced on my palate. The local rosé, with its notes of fresh berries and a hint of lavender, was the perfect accompaniment to the sun-drenched afternoon.

The Tranquil Waters of Lake Sainte-Croix

The final leg of our tour brought us to the serene Lake Sainte-Croix, a shimmering expanse of turquoise waters framed by fields of lavender. As I dipped my toes into the cool water, I felt a profound sense of peace wash over me. The lake, the third largest in France, is a haven for those seeking tranquility and natural beauty.

I opted for a leisurely paddle in a canoe, allowing the gentle rhythm of the water to guide me. The sun cast a golden glow over the landscape, and I found myself lost in the moment, the cares of the world drifting away with each stroke of the paddle. It was a fitting end to a day filled with discovery and delight, a reminder of the simple pleasures that life has to offer.

The Verdon Canyon and Lake Tour was more than just a tour; it was an invitation to immerse oneself in the beauty and culture of Provence, a journey that lingered in my heart long after the day had ended.