This was our last weekend with access to a car, so my roommate and I decided to drive to a little town called Mo
nt Dore that is about 45 minutes (when the GPS is going the right direction) from Clermont. We got off to a bit of a groggy start because the GPS was taking us to another place entirely (we should have just followed the signs, the signs in France are never wrong), but we finally got on track and made it to the little village of Mont Dore around 10:30am. We found a perfect parking spot and marveled at all the stores that were open on a Sunday, and all the people roaming around. Apparently Mont Dore is a more happening tourist destination than Clermont. It is a cute, little, charming place. We followed the book to where the hike to the Grand Cascade began. We thought the hike was going to be 4km and 2 hours to get to the
waterfall so we came prepared with a picnic lunch, water, and thankfully, this time, my hiking boots. We started our ascent and enjoyed the little promenade through the forest interrupted by some steps apparently made for giants. My legs were not pleased with me after that, but we kept ascending. Then we spotted the first waterfall (the book said there were two). After traipsing around to take a few pics, we continued on and then suddenly there it was, the Grand Cascade. I looked at my watch, we'd been on the trail for 45 min. Ooooooh, the whole hike was 2 hours and 4 km. Right. We enjoyed the big waterfall and then ascended a little more to a lovely plateau where the sun was shining and the breeze was making it a little chilly. We enjoyed our lunch and observed the wonders of grasshoppers and ho
w much noise they can make, then began our descent. We were going to take another little path, but it started to get pretty boring after a while, so we turned back. By that time (approx 1pm) most of the shops were closed either for lunch or for the day (it was Sunday), so we gassed up the vehicle and made our way back to Clermont to enjoy the rest of our sunny Sunday.
nt Dore that is about 45 minutes (when the GPS is going the right direction) from Clermont. We got off to a bit of a groggy start because the GPS was taking us to another place entirely (we should have just followed the signs, the signs in France are never wrong), but we finally got on track and made it to the little village of Mont Dore around 10:30am. We found a perfect parking spot and marveled at all the stores that were open on a Sunday, and all the people roaming around. Apparently Mont Dore is a more happening tourist destination than Clermont. It is a cute, little, charming place. We followed the book to where the hike to the Grand Cascade began. We thought the hike was going to be 4km and 2 hours to get to the 
waterfall so we came prepared with a picnic lunch, water, and thankfully, this time, my hiking boots. We started our ascent and enjoyed the little promenade through the forest interrupted by some steps apparently made for giants. My legs were not pleased with me after that, but we kept ascending. Then we spotted the first waterfall (the book said there were two). After traipsing around to take a few pics, we continued on and then suddenly there it was, the Grand Cascade. I looked at my watch, we'd been on the trail for 45 min. Ooooooh, the whole hike was 2 hours and 4 km. Right. We enjoyed the big waterfall and then ascended a little more to a lovely plateau where the sun was shining and the breeze was making it a little chilly. We enjoyed our lunch and observed the wonders of grasshoppers and ho
w much noise they can make, then began our descent. We were going to take another little path, but it started to get pretty boring after a while, so we turned back. By that time (approx 1pm) most of the shops were closed either for lunch or for the day (it was Sunday), so we gassed up the vehicle and made our way back to Clermont to enjoy the rest of our sunny Sunday.
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