Pierrelatte, France

Speaks for itself...

... I write this on the second floor of a lovely three story house in the old (very old) section of the village of Pierrelatte. It is absolutely charming. My hosts, Jim and Yolaine Herbert, are incredible and I already feel like family. So much to tell but ...

... sharply down from the Alps. I hope I make the 32 kilometre Grande Descent tomorrow. If not, well, I'll just have to come back again! After my trip was over, the fellows who picked up the kayaks and drove us back to base broke out wine! Only in France!

With the help of my new best friend, Kathy (okay, she's a GPS unit with a lovely English accent) I drove into the foothills of the mountains of Ardeche and visited one Medieval village or town after another: Saint Montan: Climbed up narrow, ...