We're not actually spontaneous, we just have a hard time committing to anything, especially travel plans. But we decided to head south for the Easter weekend, and I managed to book us a place to stay two days before departure (that's one more day than normal). We packed for whatever the weather was going to bring us and drove until we reached Callian to finally get out and stretch our legs...just a few kilometers from our final destination.
After a visit to town, we followed a narrow road into the forest and through a gué (photo below) to reach our weekend retreat in a cozy yurt. Not your typical crowded sandy beaches, but we'll get to the coast one of these days.
Once we were settled, we had just enough time to take a short stroll on the GR49 toward the lake of St. Cassien and plop ourselves under the wisteria for a dinner picnic.
