|The Sorgue River (below the Source)|
|The Source - when flowing it gushes out of |
that cavern all the way to the trees
in from of my parents!
|Paper mill run by a waterwheel|
After walking around the town, we went on the Sentier des Ocres, a sign-posted walk through the cliffs. We were tempted to pick up some of the colorful dirt, but signs discouraged us (and everyone else) by noting that it has to be washed and processed to be of any use. Instead we just enjoyed the evening light glowing warmly on the brightly colored landscape.