La Maison d'Hoursentut
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The weather at Payolle was dull and cloudy as we packed up to move back towards Villemagne. We are parking with the Weedons so that we can go to the American festival in Castel.
We headed for a cheap campsite in Montréjean. €12 a night gives us electricity, water and dump. It was a pleasant location, and although the pitches were tight for us, we had a couple of days to explore the area around St Gaudens. Lots of supermarkets and ...
... actually you're right. Despite a mass of visiting walking tourists, nothing in Saint-Larry Soulan was open. Apparently this was their time to close prior to the winter rush. The best meal we could rustle up was a pizza. Who eats pizza in France? Our Irish B&B friends, who stayed here for a week, ended up popping over to Spain for a hearty meal. (I enjoyed writing that last sentence)
Speaking of Spain, time to head there ourselves.
... quiet. The church bells ring (thankfully, not all night) and it's not that far from a main road. But the surroundings are stunning.
Now we are off to Bagneres de Bigorre. It says that this is a town with a Basque feel.
The feel of the aire was more deserted industrial car park. Suitable for 6m vans, but we took up two spaces which didn't please one French bloke. So we took Smartie and had a look at several ...
... Arreau. It’s not far along the valley to Avanjan, where we started our last climb of the day. The Col de Peyresourde (1569m) is another legendary climb. The gradient soon ramps up and stays fairly steady, though it eased off a little as we got higher up. The road takes us through open pasture, which allows us to see the spectacular views all around. We then had a fantastic 15km descent into the lovely mountain spa town of Bagnères-de-Luchon 113km (70 ...
... than the first. The half cookie, half ice cream bar dipped in chocolate was the perfect combination and balance of sandwich and bar. Feeling wired from the sugar we jumped on our bikes with no intention of going far to find a site to camp. As it turned out we rode for 32 kms and crossed the border into France! Good thing we picked up the map yesterday, we got here sooner than ...