With it being so hot and humid here, we thought today we would head for a higher place.
Speaking to our man, he suggested Mont Ventoux, nicknamed "The Beast of Provence" having become famous, if not infamous, for its regular inclusion in the Tour de France. At 1,909 metres or 6,263 feet, it's the largest mountain in the area.
Some 76 kilometres or 47 miles from base camp here, the drive took us across the Plateau de Vaucluse with its kilometres of straight, tree lined roads and the switchback of its winding roads as they climbed to the plateau, often with sheer drops on one side and sometimes on both. It took us through remote iconic French hamlets and villages, many of which appeared neglected, abandoned even, until you caught site of washing on a line or a fairly modern automobile parked inside a tumbledown shed.
With a temperature of just 26 degrees at the summit and a moderate breeze, we could have stayed there all day. We did however have a return journey of 47 miles to complete, and no roads other than those we came on so it wasn't going to be quick.
Back by 7pm which wasn't a problem as we're not eating our evening meal until 8 or even 9pm.
That's it for our second week, half way through for us now. Another week here then a week in Paris and we'll be home. Time will fly.
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