No no no Reg, NOT THE LAST ONE!! That wasn't part of the ride, that was on a walk Saturday (I think the entrance to one of the wells of healing waters on the hillside above the spa town of Bagneres de Luchon), it's just that every time I see some crumbling obscure old ruin I think of you
Anyway, today's ride, was in a word, brilliant!!
I'm on a generic winter holiday with no fixed plan, so after I'd been on a couple of walks and seen how little snow there is, I thought it would be fun to hire a bike for the day.
I had thought about heading on the road up to the ski resort of Superbagneres, but the road was quite busy, so I changed tack and instead turned off and headed towards the Hospice de France. And found: Snow!!!
The going was quite pleasant to start with, as the road had been contacted by vehicles. That then became just some tyre tracks, and as the gradient got steeper, it became harder to get traction, and worse, to keep enough momentum to stay on something resembling a line.
So the HAB started, all very very pleasant, even though I was walking in the shade, it was just very picture postcard.
I had to choose between either my feet going in the deeper snow which was was hard work, and pushing the bike along the compacted tyre track. Or having easy walking but hard work pushing the bike through deeper snow. It occurred to me at least half an hour of hard pushing before I actually did it, that I could just as well leave the bike somewhere and walk on without it. It's not like there was anyone about, let alone someone likely to steal the bike...but I figured it was good exercise and all that... Then I gave in, ditched the bike, and carried on on foot.
Rewarded by the wonderful Hospice, bathed in glorious sunshine, views to die for, and I enjoyed a long lunch there.
Interesting experience trying to roll/ ride back down again, not as easy as I thought... definitely feet down, going very slowly, slip sliding away I went. Till it got less steep and I could just roll and enjoy myself.
After that I headed over to the Vallee du Lys, which I also really like. Even though the little cafe there was shut.
Rolled back into town, got cold, did another little loop just to warm up.