The most dramatic and flattering approach to Clermont is from the Aubusson road or along the scenic rail line from Le Mont-Dore ,
both of which cross the chain of the Monts-Dômes just north of the Puy
de Dôme. This way you descend through the leafy western suburbs with
marvellous views over the town, dominated by the black towers of the
cathedral sitting atop the volcanic stump that forms the hub of the old
town.
Clermont's reputation as a ville noire
becomes immediately understandable when you enter the city's appealing
medieval quarter, clustered in characteristic medieval muddle around
the cathedral - it is due not to industrial pollution but to the black
volcanic rock used in the construction of many of its buildings. The Cathédrale Notre-Dame
stands at the centre and highest point of the old town; Freda White
evocatively described its sombre grey-black-stone lava from the
quarries at nearby Volvic as "like the darkest
shade of a pigeon's wing". Begun in the mid-thirteenth century, it was
not finished until the nineteenth, under the direction of
Viollet-le-Duc, who was the architect of the west front and those
typically Gothic crocketed spires, whose too methodically cut stonework
at close range betrays the work of the machine rather than the mason's
hand. The interior is swaddled in gloom, illuminated all the more
startlingly by the brilliant colours of the rose windows in the
transept and the stained-glass windows in the choir, most dating back
to the fourteenth century. Remnants of medieval frescoes survive, too:
a particularly beautiful Virgin and Child adorns the right wall of the
Chapelle Ste-Madeleine and an animated battle scene between the
crusaders and Saracens unfolds on the central wall of the Chapelle
St-Georges.
If the day is fine, it's worth climbing the Tour de la Bayette (Mon-Fri 10am-6pm, Sun 3-6pm; €1.52) by the north transept door: you look back over the rue des Gras to the Puy de Dôme , looming dramatically over the city, white morning mist retreating down its sides like seaweed from a rock.
A short step northeast of the cathedral, down the elegant old rue du Port, stands Clermont's other great church, the Romanesque Basilique Notre-Dame-du-Port
- a century older than the cathedral and in almost total contrast both
in style and substance, built from softer stone in pre-lava-working
days and consequently corroding badly from exposure to Clermont's
polluted air. For all that, it's a beautiful building in pure Auvergnat
Romanesque style, featuring a Madonna and Child over the south door in
the strangely stylized local form, both figures stiff and upright, the
Child more like a dwarf than an infant. Inside, it exudes the broody
mysteriousness so often generated by the Romanesque style. Put a coin
in the slot and you can light up the intricately carved ensemble of
leaves, knights and biblical figures on the church's pillars and
capitals. It was here in all probability that Pope Urban II preached
the First Crusade in 1095 to a vast crowd who received his speech with
the Occitan cry of Dios lo Volt (God wills it) - a phrase adopted by the crusaders in justification of all subsequent massacres.
For
general animation, shopping, drinking and eating, the streets between
the cathedral and place de Jaude are best, with the main morning market
taking place in the conspicuously modern place St-Pierre just off rue des Gras. Place de Jaude
remains another monument to planners' aberrations in spite of the
shops, the cafés well placed to take in the morning sun and an attempt
to make it more attractive with trees and a fountain. Smack in the
middle of the traffic, a romantic equestrian statue of Vercingétorix
lines up with the Puy de Dôme.
Away from these central streets, there is nothing to tempt the pedestrian, save perhaps rue Ballainvilliers
, whose eighteenth-century facades recall the sober, sombre elegance of
Edinburgh and lead to the city's most interesting museum, the Musée Bargoin
(Tues-Sun 10am-6pm; €4.57), with displays of archeological finds from
round about. These include lots of fascinating domestic bits: Roman
shoes, baskets, bits of dried fruit, glass and pottery, as well as a
remarkable burial find from nearby Martres-de-Veyre dating back to the
second century AD: a young girl's plaited blonde hair, her thigh-length
boots, dress, belt and goatskin shoes. There is also an extraordinary
collection of wooden limbs found during building operations, buried in
a covered-over spring in the suburb of Chamalières: the gifts of people
whose ailments had been cured thanks to these waters. Upstairs is a
very handsome exhibition of oriental carpets and kilims.
The city's two other museums are not of great interest. Musée Lecoq
, directly behind the Musée Bargoin (May-Sept Tues-Sat noon &
2-6pm, Sun 2-6pm; Oct-April 10am-noon & 2-5pm; €3.65), is devoted
mainly to natural history - and named after the gentleman who also
founded the public garden full of beautiful trees and formal beds just
across the street. Musée du Ranquet , to the west of the
cathedral at 34 rue des Gras (Tues-Sun 10am-6pm; free), is housed in a
noble sixteenth-century house, containing, at its most interesting, a
collection of traditional tools and domestic objects and two versions
of seventeenth-century philosopher and scientist Blaise Pascal's
calculating machine.
Montferrand
is today little more than a suburb of larger Clermont, standing out on
a limb to the north, but it's good for a stroll if you're feeling
active. Built on the bastide plan, its principal streets, rue
de la Rodade and rue Jules-Guesde (the latter named after the founder
of the French Communist Party, as Montferrand was home to many of the
Michelin factory workers), are still lined with the fine town houses of
its medieval merchants and magistrates.
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