The Bugle of the Red Deer in Charente-Maritime, West of France

Red deer stag bugling in the fog in West of France in Charente-Maritime.

From mid-September to mid-October , the red deer belling in France. Several regions are known to listen to the cryl of the red deer. The Charente- Maritime region is one of them. From "La Coubre" forest in the North to the forest of Haute-Saintonge in the south, it is possible to listen to the cries and the songs that are modulated according to different situations.

There are five different squalls:

The presence squall is short and brief. The male red deer used it to flag its presence.
The languor squall. It is a melancholy cry that indicates that the male red deer did not find any female red deer to satisfy his instinct.
The challenge squall. It is a powerful cry that the red deer grows when he wants to gauge another deer.
The victory squall. This is a set of light cries emitted by when a male red deer is pursuing a deer doe to mate.
The slab of triumph. This is the cry of the winner of a fight.

Season slab marks the mating season for the red deers. Old males gather herds of female deers. One can count up to 30 females. Young deers try to build a herd challenging old males. This is an opportunity to photograph the terrible fighting during which the deers can get stuck and die of exhaustion. Deers are so excited they plow the meadows with their antlers.

The activity of the red deers squalling for a month is summarized in three words: mating, monitoring and defense of the herd. They lose weight dramatically. They become weak . This is an opportunity enjoyed by young deers trying to conquer females.

Photographing the squall of red deers is difficult because Charente-Maritime forests are dense and very large. In the forest of "La Coubre" grasslands are rare or are located on private properties. In the forests of Haute-Saintonge, grasslands are more common and accessible. One a good meadow found, it remains to find the tracks to find herds of red deers with a dominant male. The period is short to make beautiful pictures. Knowledge of the field is essential. Unlike other parts of France as Rambouillet, red deer in the Charente-Maritime are hunted. They fear people. Photo techniques are based on using blinds or approach.

The red deer squall in Charente-Maritime is one of the finest wildlife phenomena and one of the most spectacular because forests are perfectly preserved and environments are perfect.

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The Wreck of the "Recoin" off the Island of Oleron

For a big project relating the hidden treasures of the underwater bottoms of the coast of the Charente-Maritime region in France, I dove on a wreck known only bu her name: the Recoin. This monumental ship is settled down at 25 meters deep off the coast of the island of Oleron in Charente-Maritime, France.

Scuba diver exploring the Recoin wreck off the coast of Oleron Island in France.

A Wreck With an Unknown History, 25 Yards Under the Surface of the Atlantic
A Passion for Shipwrecks
My First Wreck with an Unknown Story
The First Dive: Close-up Photography
A Second Dive More in Line With My Passion for Shipwrecks
The Wreck of the Recoin Retains Its Mystery

A Wreck With an Unknown History, 25 Yards Under the Surface of the Atlantic

For my latest underwater project, I dove down to a wreck known only by her name: the Recoin. This monumental ship is 25 yards deep off the coast of the island of Oleron in Charente-Maritime, France.

A Passion for Shipwrecks

I love shipwrecks. I never tire of diving down to the piles of metal sheets lying at the bottom of the ocean. In fact, I made my first dives in Normandy off Arromanches to explore wrecks from World War II. I have learned from my years diving that the nature of the first dives determines the complete life of a diver. I do not diverge from the rule. Ever since my first dives, as soon as I get the opportunity to dive to a wreck, I do not hesitate to jump into the water.

Besides the fact that I love shipwrecks in their own right, I have found that they also present extraordinary subjects for photographs. I love to show all of the detail of their structures in the unique lights found underwater.

My First Wreck with an Unknown Story

Until that Sunday of September 2013, I knew the stories behind all the shipwrecks that I had ever explored. I had always learned, whether from books, magazines, or the Internet, the details of the ship’s construction, her career, and how she sank.

As soon as I dive to a wreck to photograph it, I read all the records about the ship. I learn from divers who have had the chance to explore her. All this knowledge allows me to prepare my photographic equipment and also plan my dive to get the best photographs. Learning about the history of a wreck is essential to a successful dive.

This time, my preparation has to be much different. The only information I have about the wreck is her GPS location, her size, and her name: the Recoin. I could find no documentation about the life of the ship, nor the reasons why she sank. However, I managed to learn a little about the ship from some divers who had explored her.

I learned very little about the Recoin before my dive. She was a steamer - her boiler and engine are still there. She sank some time in the 20th century. Her hull is steel. She might have been sunk either during the First or Second World War. Opinions are divided. There is no reliable information either way. The wreck is between 90 and 100 yards long. This is the only information I have.

Two of the divers who will be going with me, Samuel and Jean-Luc, have been here before, and they describe the wreck for me. Their information is the only thing I have to help me plan my dives. The Recoin is lying on a sandy bottom between 25 and 30 yards underwater, depending on the level of the tides. She has almost completely collapsed. The bow and stern are still visible, the propeller and the saffron emerge from the pile of metal, and the boilers and engine are still in good condition. The rest of the hull is just a pile of steel, gradually sinking into the sand under its own weight.

Samuel and Jean-Luc tell me that I will probably see large lobsters in the saffron, huge European congers living in the boilers, and spiky oreo fish crossing near the structure. The general impression I have after hearing their account is that the wreck is interesting for photographing fish, but for not from a historical perspective.

The First Dive: Close-up Photography

Following the accounts that I heard, I decided to set a lens on my camera for close-up photography. I intend to take photos of fish around the wreck, since apparently the Recoin herself is not particularly interesting as a subject.

The day is beautiful, and the sun is warm. The dive site is located 6 nautical miles from the port "La Côtinière" on Oléron island. I am part of a group of nine divers. Most of them do not know the wreck. The atmosphere on board is amazing. The temperature of the water at the surface is 17 degrees Celsius. It feels very cold, since the outside temperature is 30 degrees Celsius.

But that shock is nothing compared to the thermal shock that I will feel when I go through the thermocline, 9 yards underwater. The temperature drops to 12 degrees Celsius there, and I do not have gloves, because I dive in wetsuits. The cold immediately creeps all over my body. I do not have time to think about it. I have planned a dive of 45 minutes. I must to focus on the pictures which I will take.

Visibility is 6 to 7 yards, which is surprisingly good for an area where it is usually more like 30 inches, and I cannot always see my own hands. I have not dived at the slack water, but Christophe, the diving supervisor, organized the dives with small tidal coefficients. There is no current, so the conditions are perfect for a dive.

My first sight of the wreck is a huge surprise. I expected to find a pile of metal sheets spread around on the sand. I was wrong. The ship is huge. Her structures are clearly identifiable. My first impression is that I need the wide-angle lens on the camera. Unfortunately, I am going to use close up lenses. I will take pictures of the fish and crustaceans living on the wreck.

I photograph a greater forkbeard, pouts, and blennies. The diversity of the wildlife and its density is impressive. The wreck is covered with life. It is an amazing show. I just have to look into a hole between the steel sheets to see a fish.

I am focused on taking my pictures. I forgot the cold. Despite the cold, I am well. Only the Atlantic Ocean can give such a remarkable sense of well-being. It is dark and cold, but I am well, although I cannot explain it.

My pressure gauge gives me the signal to go back up. I just spent 45 minutes at 23 yards. I had no idea how much time had passed.

A Second Dive More in Line With My Passion for Shipwrecks

For the second dive, I put the wide-angle lens on the camera. During my previous dive, I had the opportunity to explore the stern with the enormous propeller and the saffron. I also admired the impressive size of the engine and two boilers. I will have a field day to show the beauty of the Recoin through pictures.

The weather and chemistry between the divers are excellent. This time I do not feel the thermocline at all. I am so excited about the photos I am going to take that I was completely forget about the cold.

This time, I begin my dive by exploring the two huge boilers and the massive engine in the middle of the wreck. They are all perfectly preserved. They proudly stand as guardians of the wreck, and of its history. They are the only ones to know the history of the Recoin and the reasons why she sank. But they do not speak to me of the secrets that they know. The mystery of the Recoin will remain.

After examining the engine and boilers, I follow a huge piece of metal that leads me to the stern of the shipwreck. The main propeller sits proudly on the saffron (I will find a spare propeller lying on the sand). It has perhaps seen many divers trying to discover the secrets of the wreck. It may see many more, but it will tell them, as it tells me, nothing. I take pictures continuously. I have decided to take my pictures in natural light. I already know that I am going to create a series in black and white. It is better suited to the atmosphere of the wreck. Once again, time seems far too short to me.

Spellbound by the wreck, I have totally forgotten the passage of time. My dive time is already well underway. I do not have time to go explore the front of the Recoin. My body are already saturated with nitrogen. This time it is my dive computer which tells me that it is time to start my ascent.

The Wreck of the Recoin Retains Its Mystery

The fact that I never got the chance to explore the bows of the Recoin gives me an excellent excuse to go explore this magnificent ship again. I have not found anything which might explain why she sank. The wreck retains her mystery and its history, and yet it is much better this way.