How has this hotel rated in the past?
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
Photos of Hotel Ordesa
TripAdvisor Reviews Hotel Ordesa Torla
Travel Blogs from Torla
Day Six: Argeles to St Pierre de Pont. 150km, 3350m of ascent.
We knew this had potential to be a tough day. One hundred and fifty kilometres with 3350 of ascent is a tough day by itself. But day six……?
Once again, the weather dawned cloudy and damp but with a good forecast. We were up before the dawn with another ferry of bikes and people up to Argeles.
Today we had four climbs. The Col de Solour and Col D’Aubisque were ...
... beautiful. Great walks are available, of the short, and long variety. Well worth the money spend on ibuprofen and panadol.
However nothing, I repeat nothing, is perfect. There is cow and horse **** everywhere, and let’s not forget the sheep’s contribution! The last Pyrenees bear was shot some time ago by a deranged farmer claiming self defense. But the parks in France do offer more than their
counterparts in Britain.
... for the time it will take me to get to the top. There are support stations at 6km and 11km but I doubt anyone will be stopping at these.
The road rises gently at first, beautifully paved courtesy of the Tour de France. The river is on the left with much evidence of a huge flood that came down causing extensive damage about two years ago. There are increasing glimpses of sunshine above but the temperature is perfect at the moment. The road steepens through the small ...
Again the navigator and the driver are feeling somewhat stressed after a day on the road . Naturally the Pyrenees are spectacular . We drove through the south of France and stopped at a little hotel for something to eat . They had closed for lunch but they offered us a ham sandwich ( well that's what we thought ) . Infact we were presented with a beautiful meal with the tenderest meat smothered with a mustard based sauce ( ...
... side of the valley until we reach the Cola de Caballo where they form an amphitheatre and a collection point for the melting snow that forms the many waterfalls spewing over the high cliffs.
We had lunch watching a herd of cows move from one side of the river to the other. A couple of calves had been left behind and when their mothers realised, the frantic mooing hurried the calves along. They were funny to watch as they came across the river, high stepping with ...