Madame Vacances Les Chalets d'Isola
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Today we had a 20.1km climb at 5.5%. It was overcast but thankfully the rain held off until we were arriving at the campsite. Our SPOT tracker has died today, so unfortunately shows us still in Guilestre! We plan to carb load now as have a huge day tomorrow up the Cime de la Bonette (2802m), a 23.1km climb at 6.5%. Yikes. Also saw our first sign to the finish line in Nice ...
... amazing as we passed above the tree line. The scree slopes near the top were quite spectacular. Around 2km from the top, Cime de La Bonette came into view. It was a dome shaped mountain top with dark grey scree slopes. It was looking quite foreboding as a dark, barren silhouette against the cloudy sky. The last km was quite steep, and we could feel the reduced oxygen at that altitude. But we were committed. We bought the shirts. We had to make it to the ...
... We stopped in to the sports store for some extra brake pads (mine are getting quite thin again!). But when I went to change them I could see a bit more pad left, just enough to get by another day or two. We set off in the hopes of beating any rain, the sky was already starting to fill with clouds. We were climbing within 200m of where we left, and quite steeply too, and that was just to get out of Guillestre, ...
... amp; rainy. We passed a big ski resort Valberg. Once over the top the Italian route down was narrow and it seems they're not so keen on edging the road! It was thick cloud and visibility was pretty poor! We made it down in one piece, phew! Don't think we'll do it again in a hurry! We drove on for around 30km to get to our next site 'il Melo' a Bonny spot on the outskirts of a little town. We're the only campers here, there are ...
... right in the middle of her forehead, making me wonder if she squinted a lot or if she was often mad. By the time we finished our conversation, I decided on the primer. Her grey roots were peaking from under her short black hair, as she lit a cigarette. As she approached my table, I could not help but question her demeanor. There was something completely indescribable about her. I think I became so enchanted by the fact that we were so ...