ROAD TRIP BEAUTIFUL MAURITIUS 22 FROM FLIC EN FLAC TO LA GAULETTE Now here’s Flic en Flac and its shaded beach. Under the filao trees, families set up their barbecues amid music and laughter, creating a distraction for the dead resting peacefully in the flowerfilled cemetery across the road. At Tamarin, everything is made for surfing, stand up paddle boarding and boules. The air has a slightly salty taste. The Yemen-Tamarin saltpans stretch over 25 hectares below the stony slopes of the Rempart crater, the remains of an explosive caldera. In the marshes, Tourelle mountain is reflected in the water, teasing the small salt pyramids, dreaming perhaps of Horses in the lagoon, near the village of Le Morne. Des chevaux dans le lagon, près du village du Morne. Right-hand page: Regulars swim every morning at Peyrebère. Page de droite : Des habituées viennent nager tous les matins à Pereybère. eternal snow. The wind invites us on to the Martello tower, an impregnable fortress built by the British in 1833. After a short break at La Gaulette, a friendly fisherman takes us in his boat to the little île aux Bénitiers, which takes its name either from its shape or from the “bénitiers”, the stoup shaped clamshell, which they say used to flourish in the clear waters around it. They are now rare. But don’t stick a finger inside them: they clam up and refuse to open again! “There have already been a few accidents like that,” says Yan, a regular at the seabed. Not far away, Mario, a cheerful sexagenarian, has come to spend the day on his island-paradise with friends and
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