The scent of salt and pine hangs heavy in the air. Before you lies the Chemin de Morgiou. A path less traveled perhaps but rich in history.
Chemin de Morgiou. This seemingly unassuming path winds its way through the heart of the Calanques National Park. It leads to the stunning Morgiou cove. A haven for locals and visitors alike. For centuries this path has witnessed the ebb and flow of life in this rugged landscape.
Imagine the 17th century. King Louis XIII visited Marseille. Local fishermen celebrated with a massive traditional tuna fishing event. They called it a madrague. This impressive feat took place right here in the waters of Morgiou. The echoes of their celebrations likely traveled along this very path.
Chemin de Morgiou isn’t just a pathway. It’s a portal to the past. It is a gateway to breathtaking views and hidden wonders. The path links the cove to other remarkable sites. You can hike to Cap Morgiou following the black trail. Or perhaps venture to the nearby Sugiton cove. This route uses a red trail and takes you via Cap Sugiton. Many routes and trails lead to the Col de Sugiton.
The area around Chemin de Morgiou is a climber’s paradise. Impressive cliff faces challenge seasoned climbers. The sounds of their tools and shouts might carry over the path.
Further along the path near Cap Morgiou lies a secret. The entrance to the Cosquer cave is hidden beneath the waves. This extraordinary cave holds prehistoric paintings and engravings. They date back to 27000 to 19000 BC. These images depict both land and marine animals. Sadly the cave’s entrance is sealed to protect this irreplaceable treasure.
From the high vantage points near the path you can see the stunning ‘Blue Grotto’. This mesmerizing sea cave is only visible from the sea. Its entrance is concealed from land.
Chemin de Morgiou is more than just a path. It is a living testament to the enduring connection between people and nature. It is a journey through time. A journey that blends the ancient with the modern. The silence of the past. The energy of the present. It is a treasure waiting to be explored. A memory waiting to be made.