... and we return to the area Juan and I abandoned when the typhoon struck a couple of weeks earlier- This time taking no chances with the weather, and booking into a
gîte just outside the village of Trescléoux in the Hautes Alpes.
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| Mr Sanchez in swimwear (rejected by Bourg d'Arud swimming pool; see here) |
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| this scene - in the Méouge gorge - had transformed to Brighton Beach when we returned 2 hours later |
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| the Roman bridge |
A couple of days later Brian and I were at Lac Lauvitel, in the Ecrins. A parks guide pointed out chamois, high on the horizon. By midday the lake was a very popular spot. But we were the only ones to plunge into the joint-numbingly cold water.
It was lovely to have Brian staying and he tolerated the rainy interludes, and our absurdly quiet lifestyle, very well. (How many books did you say you read, Brian?!)
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