On a cool Sunday morning, the sun was shinning so bright that it was scintillating one of the most beautiful rivers in the world, la Sorgue.  As I paddle as fast as I could down the river with two other paddlers in my boat, the breeze races in the opposite direction.  The muscles in my arms were twitching with the sentiments that I was getting a good exercise like as if I was weight lifting.  The time of the year couldn’t have been better.  I was passing by trees adorned with pure green leaves; however there were a few shades of oranges, yellows, and reds.  I felt like I was sailing through a fairyland where the scenery is just filled with treasures.  The water is so clear that we can see plants in the ground.  Water rushes down the steep hills creating white splashes.

I was canoeing from Fontaine de Vaucluse to Il-sur-la-Sorgue for two hours this morning.