We've got a lot of photos in this post; they're all of the same theme, i.e., la Sèvre niortaise. Maman called this une rivière, which basically means a river. She said this shouldn't be confused with the marshland and its many man-made canals. That said, la Sèvre sported several locks along its length, suggesting that early boaters had decided to treat it as if it were a canal of sorts.
The river does actually flow into and through Niort, but it takes a winding path, thus lengthening my walk by a lot.
Like the Korean bike paths I've come to love, this path changes character as you walk along it. I was relieved whenever painful gravel gave way to hard-packed earth or to asphalt, but whatever the path's surface, the scenery was always gorgeous. My one regret was the absolute lack of any hills.
Wednesday, October 24, 2018
Tuesday walk: along the Sèvre niortaise
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