made Wednesday, December 23 at 5:34 by : Jean, Jean-Mich ' Jerome B, Dominique Charles-Henri, Jacques, Manu & Oliv (accompanied by Seb on the last 15 km) starting at 7:00 am from the Grand Lille.
above the line departure of the Grand Boulevard on the plane of the nineteenth. Engineers who had to convince the military to shoot down the walls (which at that time surrounded the whole city!) Near the Porte de Roubaix. This breakthrough is now the Boulevard Carnot. a trip back in time to images of time there: http://www.lilledantan.com/boulevard_carnot_tramway_mongy.htm
Point Zero Grand Boulevard is the official site of the theater. This place owes its name to the initial presence of a theater disappeared in 1903 after a fire (see photo). In this place, the birth of the Grand Boulevard late 1906-early to coincide with the 1907 building of the Opera and the Chamber of Commerce and Industry (the famous Belfry) to mark the gigantic project.
- directed Saturday, December 12, 2009 9:02 in min (1st shipment) by: Jerome L. Jean, Sebastien (starting at 6:00 Peuplingues) B & Jerome, Lawrence, Christopher B. Matthew, Bernard Olivier (from the station of Calais 9.00)
... and a bonus! The CR of our Knight Christophe Barbier:
Welcome to our show "30 million trailer.
Today, our special correspondent Christophe Barbier went investigated risking his life by slipping clandestinely within the dangerous cult "the brotherhood of horizons," that even Opus Dei is concerned.
Thanks Simone, yes indeed, the sect's mission is to spread the ultra-trail in our region as they drive down GRP-Pas de Calais. Fearing for my little toes, I waited patiently for the fraternity is working to a distance less than 100km. For you must know that the brotherhood, walking a distance a 2-digit, AC only occurs very rarely. It would same misfortune as some rumors. And yet, this 12 December, decided to go to the end, they undertook to address the GRP of the Pas-de-Calais for a distance of 72km.
careful not to get carried away by the friendliness, careful not to sink into the abyss ... a stroke, won by a stroke of madness, Brother Jerome began to register a "43" in the sand. is a sign to indicate that he and his two colleagues, Peuplingues been gone I recall, are changing. Sails become Tamalous! Strange, the moment I do not understand!
Then the group moves away from the coast to finally see that we would walk along the cliff. Never mind, here we improvise a crossing through fields to reach the cliff. grand and unforgettable moment, the epitome of the trail! And here we walk along the cliff scenery is absolutely wonderful to reach the heights of Cap Blanc Nez. Brother Oliver is at its peak, it now takes an average of 50 pictures per km, we find him lying on the ground even in the middle of the trail. The journey continues in this dream until Wissant where the Brotherhood intends to make a supply beer and coke in a small coffee shop on the Place de Wissant. Because nothing stops the Brotherhood ... EXCEPT ... a good pint ... I think I found their weak point, aha, that is interesting! Our entry has aroused the curiosity of tourists, but little enthusiasm from the madams. Nevermind, about one quarter later, here we go again.
We leave the coast for beautiful hilly trails, sometimes very muddy, which will lead us to our next step: the starting point of the 3 to Tamalous Peuplingues. Once there, the latter gives us a feeding everyone has appreciated at its true value. And 1/4h later, the time of separation with the 3 Tamalous. For us, now also transfer Tamalous, it remains about 28km to go.
Directorate Bonningues. The rhythm is very regular, no one speaks and suddenly, I understand the meaning of Tamalou. As time passed, the landscape until s'applanissent Guines. From there, more depth to the finish. Good thing it is 17h and the light begins to fade. It's time to return until Calais along a path that seems endless along the canal of Guines. Then a detour to Coulogne and it's arrival in Calais. must still find the moral walk down the long boulevards of Calais before the belfry to see who will certify to us for our impending arrival. Fortunately for me, because I was starting to turn me into TAPAMALOU ... And now, after 9 am, running about 72km and 1000m of ascent, it's here! These moments do not describe, this is where the merged group where everyone is admiring the other, where the main pride: "we did, but mostly we did it together." One last souvenir photo before the burghers of Calais is the end. Thank the brotherhood, needless to say According to this account that this day will remain a great memory for me.
