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... so heat exhaustion and dehydration were not the threats they were for yesterday's cyclists.
Our nominal route today included 6 "Cols"; admittedly, a couple of them were pretty close together. The BIG peaks were Col de Pailheires (2001m) and Col de Jau (1500+m), and they were NOT close together! It was a long day of cycling and climbing, punctuated ...
... Rouze to snap a few photos of some impressive hilltop ruins before riding upriver to Escouloubre-les-Bains and beginning the climb to Col de Moulis. It was here that we caught up to Steve, Tim and Gilles. We all snapped photos at the sign, which was next to a pig farm.
It was a short descent to Escouloubre where Steve and Gilles packed in and called for a pick-up. Tim soldiered on.
The climb to Col du Garavel and the photos there were routine.
... shortly thereafter we were joined by Wayne Lori and Mesfin. We all then got on the very busy N road and proceeded to this hotel which is right on the highway. Tomorrow is a huge day with 3100 metres of total climb and a total ride of 118 Kms. Either Caroline is going to get a lot of business, or some of us will not be getting to the hotel until very late. Thanks to all who have been commenting on the blog. ...
... thing was that there was gafitti in the cave made by modern explorers, from the 1600's to the 1800's, who discovered the prehistoric paintings but did not realize that they were as old as they are. It wasn't until the early 1900's and carbon dating that the true age of the paintings were determined.
Lucie was continuing to struggle with the altitudes, and this afternoon after arriving in Luzenac with Caroline, she got on ...
... and drummer, a fool and some falconers, with owls, vultures, and eagles soaring upon the updrafts from the sides of the mountain.
We caught one of the last minibuses down and realised everyone was hungry. They wouldn't last to the end of the return journey, so we stopped at the Creperie Donjon and had (possibly) chicken kebabs and a glass of wine, followed by crepes. The elves in the toilet winked at you.