tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90153077731532437632023-12-12T11:31:27.076-08:00littoral francaisAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-11293418485059964412011-12-20T06:24:00.000-08:002011-12-20T06:24:33.084-08:00Boats. Le Bono<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sbtjspDNxkQ/TvCaXGNwrvI/AAAAAAAAChc/VBrViiFNyws/s1600/IMG_1108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="223" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sbtjspDNxkQ/TvCaXGNwrvI/AAAAAAAAChc/VBrViiFNyws/s320/IMG_1108.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="meta" id="yui_3_4_0_3_1324390952376_629"> <div class="StreamView" id="yui_3_4_0_3_1324390952376_411"> <div class="Desc"> <div class="insitu-trigger" data-insitu-param="description" data-photo-id="6543579975" id="description_div6543579975"> <div id="yui_3_4_0_3_1324390952376_628"><br />
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</div><div id="yui_3_4_0_3_1324390952376_628">Auparavant habité par des paysans,pêcheurs, éleveurs de coquillages...le golfe du morbihan est devenu le "terrain de loisirs" d'une population beaucoup plus fortunée.<br />
A la clé, impossibilité pour les jeunes locaux de se loger vu la hausse spectaculaire de l'immobilier (le golfe est devenu un lieu de résidence très àla mode), difficultés même à trouver un mouillage disponible.<br />
Le golfe souffre d'une surfréquentation nautique chronique aux beaux jours, ce qui a un impact négatif sur le milieu.</div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-42268131202017927752011-07-05T05:35:00.000-07:002011-07-05T05:35:11.573-07:00Sunsetting. Le passage saint Armel<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iDxBSc51-hw/ThME2j5aSpI/AAAAAAAACIo/F0WdJ9j3NtU/s1600/IMG_1401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iDxBSc51-hw/ThME2j5aSpI/AAAAAAAACIo/F0WdJ9j3NtU/s320/IMG_1401.JPG" width="226" /></a></div><br />
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-70201830205278331762011-01-08T11:39:00.000-08:002011-01-08T11:39:11.424-08:00Le puits au chat. Saint GIlles Croix de Vie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/TSi9QCSx2vI/AAAAAAAAB_s/R_VG0c0lIKQ/s1600/IMG_0586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/TSi9QCSx2vI/AAAAAAAAB_s/R_VG0c0lIKQ/s320/IMG_0586.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-59334903323257941882010-01-13T07:51:00.000-08:002010-01-13T07:52:41.811-08:00Cabanes d'ostréiculteurs. Ile d'Oléron<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/S03sK7I2I6I/AAAAAAAABkM/riFDF3hIe30/s1600-h/IMG_8480.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/S03sK7I2I6I/AAAAAAAABkM/riFDF3hIe30/s320/IMG_8480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426252798468957090" border="0" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-38243470609637361682009-07-10T10:41:00.000-07:002009-07-10T10:43:39.471-07:00Contraste. Le Bono<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/Sld9X8wAlXI/AAAAAAAABNo/LidGvW8uM-4/s1600-h/IMG_0852.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/Sld9X8wAlXI/AAAAAAAABNo/LidGvW8uM-4/s320/IMG_0852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356888132178449778" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Le Bono a été un port de peche fameux dans le golfe du Morbihan du temps des bateaux à voile. Actuellement, meme les bateaux de peche au chalut se font rarissimes.<br />La région est devenue un des points de résidence les plus en vogue pour les retraités suffisamment aisés pour se payer leur home en bord de golfe; à tel point que des gens natifs de ces communes ne peuvent pas acheter .Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-60601415306660062842009-07-09T10:19:00.000-07:002009-07-09T10:20:33.621-07:00Blue. Saint Cado<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/SlYmpBChN-I/AAAAAAAABNQ/8_TGItjpdHM/s1600-h/IMG_0875.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/SlYmpBChN-I/AAAAAAAABNQ/8_TGItjpdHM/s320/IMG_0875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356511292899276770" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Groupe de maisons vu depuis le calvaire de Saint Cado, hameau construit sur une ile de la ria d'Etel. Entre les deux maisons, on aperçoit d'ailleurs la ria, fleuve dans lequel la marée remonte, constituant un paysage toujours changeant.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-78320003153752156592009-07-08T09:08:00.000-07:002009-07-08T09:10:18.517-07:00Seagulls. Noirmoutier<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/SlTEnr_cypI/AAAAAAAABM4/3AONrv706Wc/s1600-h/IMG_1507.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/SlTEnr_cypI/AAAAAAAABM4/3AONrv706Wc/s320/IMG_1507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356122042953157266" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ils gisent dans la vasières, abandonnés après de longues années de service. Seuls les goelands s'y intéressent, au point d'ailleurs de venir m'intimider pour m'éloigner de ce qu'ils considèrent comme leur territoire.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-44671853268809297192009-07-06T08:06:00.000-07:002009-07-06T08:07:55.193-07:00Pecheries. Pornic<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/SlITLPl2gjI/AAAAAAAABMY/Fmw6NbZBqfw/s1600-h/IMG_1373.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/SlITLPl2gjI/AAAAAAAABMY/Fmw6NbZBqfw/s320/IMG_1373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355363990781723186" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ces curieuses constructions de bois sur pilotis servent à manoeuvrer des carrelets, ces grands filets qui sont descendues dans l'eau à marée haute, et remontés autant de fois qu'on le désire.<br />Quand j'étais jeunes, je me souviens que , en tout cas dans certaines zones, les propriétaires de ces pecheries n'avaient meme plus le droit de les réparer; le but étant leur disparition, car elles étaient considérées comme indésirables.<br />Il semble que maintenant elles aient le vent en poupe, sans mauvais jeu de mots, puisque presque toutes sont remises à neuf.<br />Mis à part l'intéret de la peche, elles confèrent à ces portions de cote un charme tout particulier qui n'est pas sans avoir d'effet sur le tourisme...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-46538309304856182262009-07-05T08:38:00.000-07:002009-07-05T08:39:52.284-07:00Roses trémières. Noirmoutier<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/SlDJHEVqKrI/AAAAAAAABMI/wfiuugG3mqU/s1600-h/IMG_1468.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/SlDJHEVqKrI/AAAAAAAABMI/wfiuugG3mqU/s320/IMG_1468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355001080204372658" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Devant une ancienne salorge en bois, batiment ou on stockait le sel récolté dans les marais salants de l'ile.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-9211675268359321562009-07-01T08:11:00.000-07:002009-07-01T08:13:16.123-07:00Twins. Ile d'Arz<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/Skt8y4ZCtUI/AAAAAAAABLw/WUWh5CI8kIQ/s1600-h/IMG_0774.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/Skt8y4ZCtUI/AAAAAAAABLw/WUWh5CI8kIQ/s320/IMG_0774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353509795632690498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Des jumelles, mais leurs proprios respectifs ont eu le bon réflexe de les habiller différemment. L'ile d'Arz est la deuxième ile habitée du Golfe du Morbihan, un endroit à nul autre pareil!<br />c'est dans cette ile que les capitaines au long cours se construisaient une maison.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-33766201198321209302009-06-02T06:39:00.000-07:002009-06-02T06:41:42.523-07:00Pique nique. Rochefort en mer<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/SiUrzuhlNyI/AAAAAAAABJQ/plo-0vf3u9w/s1600-h/IMG_0336.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/SiUrzuhlNyI/AAAAAAAABJQ/plo-0vf3u9w/s320/IMG_0336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342724700607166242" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Rochefort sur mer est La ville la plus importante question logistique de la marine à voile à partir du XVIII.<br />maintenant on n'y voit plus que des cargos d'acier, si l'on excepte l'Hermione, réplique en construction depuis des années, grandeur nature du bateau du meme nom, célèbre entre autres pour avoir eu à son bord M de Lafayette.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-91507588594574786892009-05-29T08:43:00.000-07:002009-05-29T08:45:14.739-07:00Hard life. Ile d'Oléron<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/SiACu_XZ8xI/AAAAAAAABJI/yYKBu6cMmMY/s1600-h/IMG_8438.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/SiACu_XZ8xI/AAAAAAAABJI/yYKBu6cMmMY/s320/IMG_8438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341272164368249618" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Pas facile d'etre un arbre à la pointe ouest de l'ile d'Oléron...just because of the wind!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-79036411721874030222009-05-04T08:51:00.000-07:002009-05-04T08:53:16.769-07:00Abandonnés. Ile d'Oléron<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/Sf8POxzfRTI/AAAAAAAABBM/Bgy23n9UpZk/s1600-h/IMG_8427.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/Sf8POxzfRTI/AAAAAAAABBM/Bgy23n9UpZk/s320/IMG_8427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331997230391838002" border="0" /></a><br />Cabane d'ostréiculteur et barque sur la base de l'étier à marée basse. Gageons qu'ils ont tous deux connu des jours meilleurs.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-33375567407494712432009-05-02T08:54:00.001-07:002009-05-02T10:04:55.126-07:00Fort Louvois. Fouras<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/Sfxs0FnyNMI/AAAAAAAABAk/CbCjU3ELF8c/s1600-h/IMG_8499.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/Sfxs0FnyNMI/AAAAAAAABAk/CbCjU3ELF8c/s320/IMG_8499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331255701017867458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Profitant de la marée basse, les ostréiculteurs ont laissé leur tracteur , en attente de leur retour à bord des plates qu'ils utilisent pour faire leur travail en mer.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-32414445268956061832009-04-28T23:56:00.000-07:002009-04-28T23:57:16.317-07:00Temps de pluie. Marans<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/Sff6Ly7xYMI/AAAAAAAAA_s/UBR9ipvMwSI/s1600-h/IMG_8262.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/Sff6Ly7xYMI/AAAAAAAAA_s/UBR9ipvMwSI/s320/IMG_8262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330003764574249154" border="0" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015307773153243763.post-78658886641963770792009-04-27T01:48:00.001-07:002009-04-27T01:49:41.577-07:00Cabane d'ostréiculteur. Brouage<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/SfVxZ2J-BBI/AAAAAAAAA_M/eP8p7ZePRX4/s1600-h/IMG_8369.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ja36DLgiN5c/SfVxZ2J-BBI/AAAAAAAAA_M/eP8p7ZePRX4/s320/IMG_8369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329290422910845970" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />De moins en moins de ces cabanes sur le littoral charentais; elles ne sont plus aux normes, et les exploitations ostréicoles, comme les exploitations agricoles, se concentrent.<br />Dommage, car elles apportaient un charme certain à ces paysages monotones.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13216252183745361539noreply@blogger.com0