The Merles oak is a real curiosity: gigantic, monstrous, canonical age.

In fact, on July 10, 1579, Henri de Navarre, escorted by 44 riders and accompanied by Queen Margot, his wife and a suite of beautiful ladies and gentlemen, stopped in the shade of the oak tree that bears his name, in Merles. The story of the gargantuan meal he ate the day before is told a few meters from this centuries-old tree.