Today has been pretty much exhausting, which is partly due to the fact our bed in our mobile home really sucks and partly due to the fact that getting up early and walking for almost five hours in the blistering heat (33+ degrees Celcius in the shade) has the tendency to wear one down pretty hard.
I’m assuming both are true for today.
We went to a place referred to as ‘Prapic’, which is more commonly known in this region as a ‘mountain village’. It turned outÂ to be really touristic, really tiny and car-free. And, not unimportantly, pretty busy. We eventually grasped why, but this was not for a full two hours later after we entered the village. If you could name it that, it existed of exacly (and we counted them carefully) 15 houses, 17 sheds, 1 church, 1 camping (in a car-free village!) and three restaurants/bars/terraces/tea-gardens/souvenir-shops. Goes to show the tourist-mindedness of the inhabitants.
So we set out for a thing called ‘Saut de Laire’, of which we knew nothing more than it would be a 6 quarter walk with 300 meters of height-gain. Well, see for yourself.Â Saut du Laire is a small cascade with a bridge, and is probably called after the plains that it resides in. The main attraction though were the ominously present marmota marmota, which we know all as Alpine Marmots. We saw at least 8 of them, while still hearing loads more. Some were pretty much domesticated by the many people that had come before us, and most likely will do after us, and some were really ‘wild’ in the sense that they would duck for cover when grabbing the faintest scent of us in the vicinity.
The sun was shining relentlessly, and that is why I’m having a little trouble colour-adjusting the pictures, so I’m only showing a small selection of the Marmot-photo’s. Perhaps the others will be added later on.
By the way: mum & dad, thanks for getting me the camera-tripod for my birthday! It has been a great tool these past few days!
The following Monday, a major undertaking was on the schedule. We would drive all the way to the other side of the Parc des Ecrins (which is the reserve we’re in by the way) to La Grave. A two hour drive from our general direction, leading us through the best parts of the Parc, showing us the best the Parc could offer. Or so we’re told.
Long story short: the road up to La Grave as pointed out to us by TomTom was twisty , bendy, narrow and heart-stoppingly beautiful all in one. I most certainly loved it, even though Kirsten does not agree with me on at least several occasions in our memory. (These do include very narrow darkish twisty downhill roads, with another car coming from the opposing direction at death-defying speeds.)
A major update today: I’m posting a bunch of pictures we made over the past few days, arranged by day.
Sunday, we went for a short stroll ‘just around the corner’ from us, which ended up being a gigantic detour of over 2.5 hours for what could’ve been a short stumble of only 30 minutes. Damn bad roadsigns.
However, the view has been great, and we finally came round to see the subject of our tour: an abandoned and disused ‘viaduc’.Â Le viaduc du Buzon, it’s history unknown to me, but the fact that it has been in use once, and not is not anymore.
BTW: the last few pictures actually were taken with that sloped field. It’s not me being drunk or something. 😉
After doing pretty much nothing yesterday, today was very much active.
We went to La Chapelle en Valgaudemar, and some further to reach a hotel sitting on a perking rock, looking out over the two stretches of valley it was sitting in.
The road to the hotel was terrible, very small and treacherously high without decent side protection. One could very easily drop off and tumble a few hundred meters down. Anyway, we survived that.
The trip went to a small lake, Lac du Lauzon, which was about a 90 minute trip one-way, and about an hour back. It was filled (the trip, not the lake) with lovely scenery and great views. Below a small assorti of the 250 shots we made together. 😉
Oh, and not to forget this: below our view of our part of Gap, when all trees would be cut down. 🙂
We went for a walk today, from and to the Col de Gleize.
About 1600+ meters of col, ready for me to drive to in my trusty Clio.
It’s like my dad said, those French will drive to anywhere. Including a 800 metre ascend on the tiniest of roads. Let’s say there were just wide enough to fit my car. 🙂
We saw this tiny walkway up to a thing called Pic de Gleize, which was about 500 meters higher. We went up there, and it was great!
The wildlife was astonishing, with lots of butterflies, lizards and even alpine marmots!
The marmot was about 15 meters away from us, and was silently sitting there, like he knew we were ok people, but he (?) didn’t fully trust us.
It’s a privilege to be able to come that close to wildlife like that. Needless to say, it was a total fluke for me to find the marmot, as I looked over a ledge for actually once the entire 3 hour trip.Â 😉
We’ve not dicided what to do tomorrow yet, but when the pics are nice, I’ll share them 😀