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... having a beer and watching a man try to dig his van out of the snow. To my knowledge his van is to this moment where it was when I left the bar. <br><br> I just wanted to take this opportunity to post some pictures of Canillo when it's snowy and the sun comes out. Don't have too many, but figured it was worth a post.<br><br>

... waiting for him too. Probably not, but he was still a hero in my book.<br><br><br> We finally arrived at my destination at about 8:30am, and I proceeded to try to get my bearings in a new place. I was surprised at how quiet everything was, and also by the fact that most of the shops were still closed at close to 9 on Saturday. A few hours later I realized this little town doesn't really get started until about 9:30 or 10. Never ceases to amaze me as the ...

Le plan original était d'aller à Cahors visiter un vignoble, mais puisque l'on n'a pas de voiture (considérant que les vignes sont dans des champs et non au centre ville) on n'a pas pu y aller. J'ai trouvé sur internet qu'il y avait plusieurs grotte dans le sud donc on en a choisi une pas trop trop loin et on a acheté nos billet de train.<br><br>Tarascon sur Ariege est à environ 1h15 de toulouse donc ca se fait quand meme bien. C'est un ...

Found out today that the 90 day tourist visa that I thought we were granted for each country is actually for the combined Senchgen countries. Since we'll be at least 60 days in France alone, it means we won't be doing the France, Italy, Greece and then Turkey route we had planned on in the length of time we'd ...

... the old hay loft our bedroom. A room with 3 walls and a gaping window opening where the stars and moon shine through. Having spent so many nights outside in a tent we didn&#8217;t mind at all. Bundled up in our sleeping bags we were plenty warm. <br> <br>Every evening is was a treat to tiptoe through the dark along the path, sidestepping the colorful salamanders to get to bed where the owls call to one another and sing us to sleep. In addition ...

... refrigeration for the meat. With wind-chill, that was absolutely frigid for 45 minutes! And with the winding mountain roads, the weight of the meat kept shifting into me with the occasional trotter popping out from under the covering. <br><br> Watching Austin process the carcase into usable joints of meat was truly a work of art. His knife flew, knowing exactly where to cut and slicing with one quick motion. Any small ...

Time to attempt something I&#8217;ve always been itching to do: rock climbing. And not the kind done on indoor walls with padded flooring. Real out-in-the-open, unforgiving stone ROCK CLIMBING!<br><br>Out in the Pyrenees in the Ariege region with it&#8217;s beautiful slopes lie a multitude of rock faces covered in climbers pretending to be Spiderman. <br><br>Even though it&#8217;s something I&#8217;ve always wanted to try, there were a few ...

... br><br>Despite the dogs and the cold and wind, we did manage a little hike up past a waterfall up to a beautiful plateau area with mountains all around. Huddled behind a rock to provide some resistance from the wind, we scarfed down a bit of picnic lunch before running back to the truck for warmth. Then it was down into the town of Ax to soak our cold feet into some hot springs. <br>

... helmets and being instructed on how they work (right hand go, left hand stop) we were off. Now racing it was not - we weren't allowed to overtake or go within 13 metres of each other - but it was great fun. There is something priceless about approaching a corner at about 60km/hr only to brake, skid, slide sideways, hit a bank of snow, almost roll and accelerate back out all whilst hanging your posterior out as far as you dare. All was going well until some 20 ...

... 1,000 feet. Someone has built a tower on the top to make up the difference, but to be honest, it's really not the same. Anyway, I'm digressing. Kay and I reminisced on this ski adventure the other week and what we really remember is blood. Yes, it turned out that the altitude and probably the flying did unkind things to my hooter and I got a nose bleed pretty much every day. One day we went to Andorra La Vella ...