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... which draws water from 27m from the lake for the local drinking water, as well as numerous villages surrounding the lake. Little harbours were dotted with speed boats, with the sail club on the west coast. The eastern side was dominated by wonderful chateaus of the rich of France, along with a chateau or two all surrounded by mountains and forests. The important reeds, breading grounds for fish and bird life, were located on the ...
... pines and mélèze, the heat and the scent from the pines reminded us of Lacanau. The road surface is excellent for most of the ascent, and there is a marked cycle lane on the right hand side of the road. It doesn't get much better than that!
From the elevation profile we were expecting a constant climb, but after a few kilometres the road levels and there is a slight descent before climbing again, offering some respite for the legs.
After the terrible weather on ...
... old part of town opposite l'église - a good place from where to explore the historical centre.
Unlike yesterday, the weather was gloriously sunny today, so it was nice just to wander the steep avenues of the fortified town and take in the atmosphere of the place. There are very few tourists around, and some of the tackier tourist shops are still closed this early in the season, which suited us fine. The buildings are 4 or 5 stories high and painted ...
... I soon regretted as we got stuck into the next climb; the Col du Galibier, an 18 km climb from Valloire. There is some respite after a bit of climbing to get out of Valloire. The road levels off for a while, or maybe it's just 4% instead of 8%?
We soon reached the 'lunar landscape' mentioned in the guide book. What we didn't expect to see were the marmots sunning themselves on the road ahead!
We decided on a strategy of frequent stops to drink and snack. ...
The last night in Lyon we spent with the mother/ Pia, of a French girl, Chloe, who stayed with us recently. We dined in a tiny traditional bouchon that she had sought out. Her son and girlfriend joined in the fun - especially called on for their good English; Mireille was in her element conversing with the mother in French. The meal of many dishes was sensational and we were humbled by Pia insisting on paying for us all. We left there in heavy rain which made a comical ...