|Funny how we're all dressed in blue clothing.|
|Patty spied these snails in other areas of our travels.|
|Pedaling into Chateauneuf du Pape.|
—indeed we passed many chateaus and warehouses before the city center. It's only 11a.m.—too early to taste wine—so we lock the bikes and climb the winding allies and stairways to check out the ruins.
|View from Chateauneuf du Pape ruins.|
The weather takes a turn for the worse. A chilling wind whips up—fortunately it's at our backs—and the temperature drops 20F. We pull on jackets and head out of town. I'd read about the mistral, a cold, northern wind that formulates inland and sweeps across the region, common in late September through November. We are lucky that only a sprinkle accompanies the wind. It propels us along at a good clip. Patty and I make good time past more back road vineyards with only one unintended detour downhill on a dead end road to a campground along the Rhone. Then we navigate through busy Sorgues, and with Michele's map, pick our way along a rail line and eventually manage a pleasant ride through high volume, but slow moving traffic on a marked bike lane. It leads us, amazingly, right to Avignon's walls.
—a perfect ending to our ride. I eat it all.
|Check out the low tire pressure and the guy's puffed cheeks. Suit coat, pants, sandals,|
and loop frame—a classic Frenchman on a bike.
|Avignon's velo bike share. Sadly, I didn't see any bikes in use.|
|And the sun sets on Avignon.|
Day One - Avignon
Day Two - Fontaine de Vaucluse
Day Three - Gordes, Roussillon, and Oh, Those Hills
Day Four - Saignon, Ingenuity and the Descent into Aix en Provence
Day Five - Aix en Provence to Salon
Day Six - Adventures in Arles
Day Seven - Les Baux, St. Remy
Day Eight - Tarascon Castle
Day Nine - Chateauneuf du Pape and Avignon