I grabbed this picture off Google Maps — it's what we saw
from a distance as we drove through the Saint-Gond "swamp."
from a distance as we drove through the Saint-Gond "swamp."
From the road we were on — the D45 through Vert-Toulon to Broussy-le-Petit, and then joining the D44 toward Reuves and Oyes — we couldn't really see much besides fields, woods, and pretty villages. It was getting late in the day and I didn't want to turn off onto really small roads to see if we could find an actual swamp or marsh.
At one point, the D44 and the D45 diverged. We took the fork to the right to head back north. Off to the south, however, we could see a gigantic tower or obelisk of some kind, sort of up at the top of a hill. I hadn't seen anything on the map or in the guidebook about it. "Tant pis," I said to Cheryl, "let's make tracks for Epernay and get back to the gîte. I don't know what that big monument might be." Walt was snoozing in the back seat, and Callie was, as always, hunkered down on the seat too, beside him, refusing to even look up and see what we were driving by.
Just then we approached a little crossroads, with a car sitting at the stop sign on the right. It crossed in front of us, driving up a lane that seemed to lead up to the big pinky-orangey tower with the funny nose on it, making it look like some strange tomahawk. I made a split decision and turned left to follow that car. As we approached, we could see how enormous the monument really was.
It turned out to be the Mémorial de Mondement, on the territory of the village of Mondement-Mongivroux, erected to mark the French victory over the Germans at the first battle of the Marne, in September 1914. The memorial is more than 35 meters — 115 feet — tall and constructed of poured concrete over a steel frame. Just across the road is the Château de Mondement, and on the other side a pretty church surrounded by an old graveyard.
The Mémorial de Mondement made a nice rest stop for us. Callie got out of the car and stretched her legs. Cheryl and I took a lot of pictures. Walt stretched out on the grassy knoll on which the memorial stands and continued his nap. We still had a 30-minute drive back to Epernay and Bouzy ahead of us.
It is only a swamp if you don't like it. Otherwise, it is wetlands.
ReplyDeleteI am glad you followed the car so I could see this monument, which I like even though I am sad thinking of all the death and suffering of this war and all wars.
ReplyDeleteI've never seen a monument like this one. I'm glad you stopped so we could enjoy it also.
ReplyDeleteI like your new banner a lot. Fall is here.
How beautiful and very strange. Like the tributes to the pharaohs, the leaders are grand and the troops, the "little people" are depicted as little (unless of course Le Maréchal Joffre really was unusually large).
ReplyDeleteAndrew, I quite like swamps, having more or less grown up in one! Or at least near several swamps in eastern North Carolina.
ReplyDeleteEvelyn, yes, fall is here. It's gray and threatening to rain at our house today.
Mitch, interesting observation...
Kristi, yes, it's sad but it's what happened. Best to remember, I guess.
Nice new banner takes forever to download with dial-up. Is it larger than usual?
ReplyDeleteNo, CHM, it's just 178 KB. But blogger seems to be very slow this evening.
ReplyDeleteI, too, am pleased that you took the road less traveled...so that we could see that monument. What can one say about the horrible loss of life during war?
ReplyDeleteToday, in Eugene, we are expecting temps up near 71. Amazing! I must get outside and finish up yardwork.
Mary in Oregon
Is Walt becoming a little blasé about the French countryside?
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