‘So this is camping sauvage,’ I thought, placing two fresh croissants and a baguette on the table. I called out that breakfast was ready and Jon emerged from the bright, blue Mediterranean, just metres away. Where else, but France? Where exactly? Beauduc beach, the Camargue.
Almost entirely flat, the Camargue is a landscape of vineyards, rice paddies, great etangs, marshy deltas and salt flats, that stretches from the glorious Roman city of Arles down to where the Rhone rivers meet the sea. The entire area is a Parc Naturel Regional and we’d heard that it was the perfect place for camping ‘wild’.
Roughing it in the Camargue, Motorcaravan Motorhome Monthly (UK), May 2007