As you can see, the clouds often cleared, giving wonderful views.
Sunday, 7 October 2007
Morning, Day 3
More snow greet me in the morning, after a night of shaking the build up off the tent (at first I think it's the sound of a cow crapping).
Walk takes me back down the vallee to the Pont d'Espagne, then up the GR10 route to Refuge des Oulettes. Quite a long route, compared to the direct one, but by far the safer given my knee, the snow, and lack of companion. A wonderful walk up the snowy vallee de Gaube is perhaps a highlight of the trip.
Walk takes me back down the vallee to the Pont d'Espagne, then up the GR10 route to Refuge des Oulettes. Quite a long route, compared to the direct one, but by far the safer given my knee, the snow, and lack of companion. A wonderful walk up the snowy vallee de Gaube is perhaps a highlight of the trip.
Lunch
Snow mostly gone back down at 2000m and below. Have some late lunch, read, rest and relax. Chat to French walker from Toulouse and plan the next day, as the high route to Refuge des Oulettes is likely to be too icy.
Not the easiest path...
Weather behind me is lightening up, ahead is getting worse. So decide to head back down. This is a picture of the route down.
At this point (about 2500m), knee starts to really hurt, so right decision taken. Not a soul, apart from a herd of Izards, and a dead sheep in one of the lakes. Chlorine tablets aren't in vain.
At this point (about 2500m), knee starts to really hurt, so right decision taken. Not a soul, apart from a herd of Izards, and a dead sheep in one of the lakes. Chlorine tablets aren't in vain.
Day 2. Circuit du Lacs
It starts snowing a little, with quite heavy clouds around. Decide to give the circuit a go, although the Refuge urges a little caution (if snow is above a foot on first lack, turn back). Not quite a foot, but the weather is setting in. And the path is hard to follow as you get higher. Find myself veering to left, following a set of cairns, which turns out to be a cross-country skiing trail. Decide to decide what to do.
Morning, Day 2. Refuge Wallon
As you can see, some snow, frost, and my neighbour across the way. Cosy night in the tent, listening to Ryan Adams for a couple of hours, and cracking on with Auster's New York Trilogy. Reflect that pacing the city, like Auster's characters, is somewhat different to current predicament, but there are plenty of Thoreau links. And even Don Q. can be tied in somehow...
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