A rejection of creation. To overcome the lack of new creative on my blog, I offer a small achievement made during a ride in the bed of the White.
Raceway.
This river drains the watershed that surrounds the town of Seyne-les-Alpes. The White flows slowly through a gorge of the same name it has carved over time. At its output, then it should run straight to go onto the waters of the Durance, his course was channeled (see photo above) when major infrastructure works related to the dam of Serre-Ponçon were built . This line is a model of patching compounds of different techniques that aim to divert the river into the lake clearing. We find a little of everything from concrete forced the riprap, the tarring through the latest techniques of gabion or earth dike. must say that the quiet little stream that flows in this bed too big for him does not seem to be very scary but when the storms roar on the tops of the Chaine de la Blanche, the muddy water took everything in their path. In view of the narrow gorges in places, I even wonder how some trunks found downstream have been through these strictures.
Orientation
Amid this wide bed, pulled out clumps of reeds occasionally push upstream. On one of them, there were some strong releases that attempted to colonize the area. Like the river, I myself also channeled the desires of developments This plant grouping into a single braid the stems creeping. I coiled and stuck in the fence that carpeted the riverbed at that point.
Escape
few days later, I ironed thereby establishing that I had not managed to limit the effect of these releases that off again land in their quests.
Disappearance is a very violent storm, located on the valley has changed once again the bed of that river. This episode has made big mess all around my house, cutting the main roads by cubic meters of earth and rocks. Clearly that day, I did not venture near the shore to see what was happening, I preferred to stay indoors. Nevertheless, traces attest to the violence of the facts. The river bed has been completely cleaned on the bottom and covered with a thick layer of marl fragments on the black top giving it a road paved. When the clump of reeds, it has disappeared, carried to the lake. Nature is made thus, creation and destruction.