Close your eyes, open them …
You are at a place called le Pertuis aux chevreuils in the Mesnil state forest, in the middle of 600 hectares of woodland.
Compass in hand …
Which way to go, which circuit to follow, that of the blue diamond, that of the oak leaf that sheds light on the forest’s resources?
In the midst of this exploited forest, how many trees went to nearby Saint-Malo to be used for shipbuilding when Saint-Malo was France’s leading port in the 17th century?
That was yesterday, it was the East India Company, the needs were immense … I’m told that Robert Surcouf used to go hunting and had a hunting lodge built not far from here.


