Another day’s driving through the Pyrenees – to 2200 metres today, up among the ski lifts and again well above the tree line. You should see where the ski runs go, Dane (and Rob and Scott and Bronny!).
Ski run (without snow...)
Passed a number of cyclists on both days – this is part of the Tour de France route, and it’s hard to believe that it’s humanly possible to cycle up these mountains, much less race.
How depressing would this be?
Local residents
Ski training up the Pyrenees via the road!
Had a small altercation with the GPS on our way into Carcassonne late in the day, and ended up taking the long way via some tiny rural back roads that brought us to our beautiful B&B in the middle of a cracker of a thunderstorm – the only rain we’ve seen since we got here. Like Brisbane summer storms, it was dramatic but passed over quickly, so we were able to walk into the ‘Old City’ of Carcassonne within the medieval town walls, have coffee and dessert since we’d missed dinner, and make plans to come back another time for a longer stay :)
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