Waking for our second full day in the valley and with the sun shining (see Blaise, I told you it does happen!!) we decided that a walk was needed and set our sights on the rather large hill behind the campsite.
With map in hand and packs full of water and food we set off up hill. Having looked at the route before heading off, I knew that it would be a reasonably tough walk but after the nice easy flat trail at the start, it was soon evident that ‘relentless’ would have been a better term as it just seemed to get steeper and steeper and never ending!
After a couple of hours (600m elevation gain) of solid uphill, we eventually reached the top, and some of the best alpine views so far, made even better as we had really earned them. Sitting eating our lunch of mountain shaped rolls, we drank in the scenery all around whilst resting our tired legs.
Sadly what goes up must come down so we made our way back to camp down what turned out to be a trail that was almost as steep as the one that we came up on. With thighs burning from the long descent, we made it back to base ready for showers, beer, a bit of the Tour de France, food and finally a well earned sleep!
Another day and fortunately for my quest of converting Blaise to mountain life, the sun was shining again! After the tough walk yesterday we decided on one today that was less straight up and down and went to explore the other side of the valley, seeing part of the village on the way that we hadn’t seen before.
It was a really nice route which at times gave us great views of snow capped mountains, but involved a less (but not by much) of the steep stuff!
Passing meadows, old farms, kaleidoscopes of butterflies (apparently that’s the right collective noun!) and some big cows, we meandered along the valley for a few hours before the nice open path closed in on us and ran alongside a building site, with brambles doing their best to rip holes in both us and our clothes! Eventually the path opened up again and we got back into the village looking forward to coffee, a bit more Tour de France and dinner in the village.
Getting our glad rags on (as much as we can anyway!), we slowly strolled into town as our legs wouldn’t go any faster and went in search of food. Seeing that there wasn’t a massive selection of places to go – and with Blaise craving pizza – we headed toward the crazy pizzeria! Stepping through the door, it turned out to be a really nice little family run restaurant and busier than we expected. Having studied the menu and decided that we’d let Peppa Pig live for another day, we ordered and watched the pizzas being made and put in the massive pizza oven whilst sipping on a glass of red wine. This place really did confirm the old adage of ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’ as the food was amazing, great value and clearly the choice of many of the local villagers.
Food done it was time to return to the van and a film before we both crashed out – next stop France!!