Pyrenees Act 1 Scene 1

What could be better than riding in France? Riding in France with friends!

Friends Bill Stewart and Kalima Rose arrived in Toulouse on Sept 14. On the 15th, we loaded up the bikes in Toulouse on the very narrow street outside our hotel. A tourist train snaked by, and several cars that I never thought would have fit without taking off a mirror, or a handlebar.

4 bikes and a Peugot

4 bikes and a Peugot

We arrived in Argeles-Gazost, a great place to base ourselves for rides over many well known Tour de France peaks.

 

Arriving in Argeles-Gazost

Arriving in Argeles-Gazost

Unfortunately, John had developed a nasty cough by then which is still lingering despite a visit to a local doctor and a prescription for antibiotics. Yes, maybe it’s viral, but with John’s myeloma, we don’t take chances. The cough sounds like it is coming from his feet.

He has been chauffeuring us to the starts of our rides, allowing us to do more manageable distances and getting out to see the views outside the hotel room.

imageHe is trying to keep a beneficial attitude, but we are here on this Pyrenees trip because he dreamed it up. We are riding, and he is hacking and lying in bed with muscle aches. I was sick like this on a bike trip we did once in Italy–also preceded by rainy weather–and it was only so consoling that we were staying in a castle and surrounded by Tuscan hills. He is with us in spirit, I know, but I miss him on the rides. We’ve been married twelve years and riding together steadily all that time, so his absence on these mountain passes is profound for me, down to my toes.

That said, I can’t really imagine riding anywhere more beautiful. The Tour de France riders can hardly take it in, they are in so much pain and so focused on their competitive goals. But I’m not competing with anyone, and it’s lovely. The first ride in our Pyrenees tour started at the top of the Col de Spandelles. Here we are with all of our clothes on, preparing to descend.

At Col du Spandelles

At Col du Spandelles

Here are the views from that descent. Imagine mountain stream sounds in your ears, the dinging of sheep and cow bells.

Descending Col de Spandelles

Descending Col de Spandelles

Then we rode up the Col du Soulor (altitude 1474 meters). The feeling is so expansive you are swept up the mountain by it, pedal turn by pedal turn.

Col du Soulor

Col du Soulor

Col du Soulor

Col du Soulor

Descending Col du Soulor

Descending Col du Soulor

Ride 2 in the Pyrenees was yesterday, the 17th, from a little town called G├ędre, steadily climbing up a long valley to the Cirque de Troumouse, where I was astonished to find cows at that elevation, 2125 meters.

From Gedre to Cirque de Troumouse

From Gedre to Cirque de Troumouse

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Cirque de Troumouse

Cirque de Troumouse

What will we do today? That remains to be worked out, but I am sure it will be spectacular!

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