SupervagabondS au pays d'Israfil et Tarja
Notre premier voyage à deux canoës, à chacun son embarcation, à chacun ses méditations.
Ce carnet est dédié à ma fille Amélie,
parce qu'avant de partir j'avais, tout comme elle, sous estimé sa capacité à être vagabonde.
A l'heure de dérouler ce carnet, elle n'attends que de repartir ensemble avec son canoë.
Nous pensions que ce voyage serait bien différent de celui de 2017, effectivement il fut vraiment un cran au dessus, autant dans les émotions de notre relation père fille, qu'au travers des rencontres qui ont eu lieu.
Le titre est aussi un hommage parce que sans ma fille, sans Israfil et Tarja, il y aurait moins d’émotions dans ce carnet.
Ce carnet est aussi un cadeau de noël pour ma fille, parce qu'il n'est pas obligatoire de consommer à outrance pour lui démontrer que je l'aime.
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Our first trip to two canoes, to each his own boat, to each his meditations.
This notebook is dedicated to my daughter Amélie,
because before leaving I had, like her, underestimated her ability to be a vagabond.
When she unrolls this notebook, she is just waiting to leave together with her canoe.
We thought that this trip would be very different from that of 2017, indeed it was really a notch above, as much in the emotions of our father-daughter relationship, as through the meetings that took place.
The title is also a tribute because without my daughter, without Israfil and Tarja, there would be less emotion in this notebook.
This notebook is also a Christmas gift for my daughter, because it is not compulsory to consume excessively to show her that I love her.
Ce carnet est dédié à ma fille Amélie,
parce qu'avant de partir j'avais, tout comme elle, sous estimé sa capacité à être vagabonde.
A l'heure de dérouler ce carnet, elle n'attends que de repartir ensemble avec son canoë.
Nous pensions que ce voyage serait bien différent de celui de 2017, effectivement il fut vraiment un cran au dessus, autant dans les émotions de notre relation père fille, qu'au travers des rencontres qui ont eu lieu.
Le titre est aussi un hommage parce que sans ma fille, sans Israfil et Tarja, il y aurait moins d’émotions dans ce carnet.
Ce carnet est aussi un cadeau de noël pour ma fille, parce qu'il n'est pas obligatoire de consommer à outrance pour lui démontrer que je l'aime.
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Our first trip to two canoes, to each his own boat, to each his meditations.
This notebook is dedicated to my daughter Amélie,
because before leaving I had, like her, underestimated her ability to be a vagabond.
When she unrolls this notebook, she is just waiting to leave together with her canoe.
We thought that this trip would be very different from that of 2017, indeed it was really a notch above, as much in the emotions of our father-daughter relationship, as through the meetings that took place.
The title is also a tribute because without my daughter, without Israfil and Tarja, there would be less emotion in this notebook.
This notebook is also a Christmas gift for my daughter, because it is not compulsory to consume excessively to show her that I love her.
When : 6/24/19
Length : 85 days
Length : 85 days
Total distance :
705km
Height difference :
+3658m /
-4314m
Alti min/max : 54m/258m
Guidebook created by SupervagabondS
on 10 Oct 2019
updated on 22 Jul 2020
updated on 22 Jul 2020
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Global view
Guidebook : Nav 6 / 14 Juillet (updated : 02 Jan 2020)
Section distance :
13.2km
Height difference for this section :
+13m /
-22m
Section Alti min/max : 87m/87m
Report : Nav 6 / 14 Juillet (updated : 02 Jan 2020)
If Tchichat saw that !
We decide to take advantage of Paijanne and its dream bivouacs. Everything is done to appreciate it, even if dozens of motor boats leave nothing but a very mediocre place.
We decide to take advantage of Paijanne and its dream bivouacs. Everything is done to appreciate it, even if dozens of motor boats leave nothing but a very mediocre place.
In a national park, freedom is managed and supervised.
The beach is deserted all morning, then for the next three days, a bunch of motor boats will be added.
Canes have tamed humans to give them food !
A formidable heat settles like on a big part of Europe, then three days of rest to consider the continuation and to order a new drone of occasion, that remains judicious !
It is so hot that we dread sailing in the middle of the day. Your wounds are healed but your skin is not fully regenerated.
Goalzero batteries charge fully, they are mainly intended to power those of the drone.
The lake is a mirror and the imagination becomes contemplation.
Everything reflects, incites and perpetuates.
Nothing stops the passage of time at each stationary instant.
Because reflection is the only rhetoric that we tolerate flattering.
A house that boils down to a few square meters of cotton, however we also opted for a nylon flysheet which saved us from getting the canvas wet, this accessory must certainly double the life of the tent.
To travel is not to live, but to hope.
The bivouac is facing due south and the trees provide shade for most of the day.
Each evening is masterful, nothing prevents the sun from shining.
Each evening is masterful, nothing prevents the sun from shining.
Your burns evolve in a reassuring way and you learn that you have to protect them from the sun's rays, and therefore force yourself to bathe only with your back to the sun.
You do not want me to take a picture of you in this state but I explain to you that it is not trivial and that you will have to be able to illustrate what is happening to you when we tell this trip.
You do not want me to take a picture of you in this state but I explain to you that it is not trivial and that you will have to be able to illustrate what is happening to you when we tell this trip.