Discover the valley of ambialet

Here the Tarn makes a splendid gift. One of its meanders length of 3 kms intertwines the schistous needle offering this splendid peninsula classified since 1948 to us. The priory dominates the loop of the Tarn, it is the result of the very beautiful way of cross which begins with the entour Saint-Gilles vault enchased in the rock and which is used today as place of exposure.

This part of the peninsula has many pilot Box-notches of the last life. The door of Holmière protects the village in the event of raw and gives access Right Bank by borrowing the footbridge. While leaving the peninsula you arrive at the other part of the village dominated by the " Castela " castle seigneurial accessible by a path which leads to Saint- Raphaël where you can adminer this splendid ribbon deposited with your feet by this river whose varied charms will enchant you. You move away, leave towards Condomine downstream and dream in the lanes of this hamlet tightened around the Saint-Pierre church and of his Romance bell-tower.

Discrete place, do not pass without seeing and stopping you in this adorable circular village around its church Saint- Pierre.

Push the door of this one, light, admire the chorus and the baptistry magnificiently decorated by frescos due to one with the largest fresquists contemporary: Nicolaï GRESCHNY. This one chose of living here on the edges of the Tarn; more for the way of Maurinié, on the GR. 36, you ask will discover a hamlet of dream and the vault which the Master built, in which it rests. This place deserves a serene halt favourable with the escape. On the side of vault, a bell invites you to make it tinkle, with a little patience the door will open and you will discover a treasure.

While leaving the valley, you direct towards the plate in direction of Puech Mergou where it will be indicated to you how to go to visit the past on the side of the site of Martin Saint.

Not far from there, ridges a turning by the lodging of Rayssac where the imaginary one, poetry and art reign in any light.

Now go down towards the village by the road in laces which will offer to you from the marvellous points of view on the goddess of fruitfulness, such was the name that the old ones gave to their well liked river. You will be able to then make an installation under the new market out of wooden opposite the church.

Village surrounded by water, indeed Aigou, Broncarié and the Tarn determine the major part of the limits of this tarnaise commune to the undeniable charm. Indeed, you will find there, with quite open eyes the enchantment of serene landscapes, pleasures bucolic.

From here, you will be able to radiate in all the directions, that it is towards the boxes notches of Manor house Panic grass, towards the pink city of Albi, the gorges of the Tarn at the beginning of Ambialet, without forgetting the beautiful forest of Sérénac.

The evening, return to Saint-Cirgue, the diversity and the quality of lodgings will grant to you, within a pleasant framework, the leisure to put in order the harvest of discovered day and will allow you to prepare explorations of the following day. Saint-Cirgue is a place of stay impossible to circumvent offering very a large range of activities to decorate holidays whose memories will remain engraved during long years.

Dynamic village where agriculture plays a leading role, Sérénac offers the pleasures and the joys to you which the forest and the river get.

The varied forest of leafy trees and coniferous tree, thanks to its paths magnificiently arranged and maintained, will involve you towards easy walks during which you will find the calm one and will discover the secret life of his hosts.

Tarn, as for it, thanks to its varied character which should be learned how to know so that it loves you, will make you appreciate the possibilities of its waters running.

Far from the tumult of our cities and risks of the life of every day, it is here that you will find the means of rebuilding you, lets you carry by te magic of the underwoods, to close the eyes one moment, listens to food this world friendly which tightens you its branches, scents you its gasolines and floods your eyes of the colors of its multicoloured flora.

Another festival awaits you on the banks of the Tarn, its vague lappings will come to your meeting which you are fishing, dreamer, walker solitary or surrounded smiling and merry children. The angels delegated here the meridian green one which binds the river and the forest for happy stays.