Today was a tough one. We climbed well over a 1000m and descended even more. The track was very broken, just rocks for quite a while, and there was lots of scree.
We went from about 6 to 8 on the clock analogy and there’s no denying we finished the day desperate for a shower and a sit-down.
We started the day coming out of the refuge we stayed in last night and immediately started climbing. And I mean climbing. There is a French phrase ‘gramp avec les dents’ which applied to this morning – we were climbing with our teeth.
We stopped often to catch our breath and have a snack to regain some energy. Lunch, with cheese from the farm yesterday, was at the Bonhomme Pass in glorious sunshine. Then we started downhill – and that’s what we spent a long afternoon doing, going down and down.
The views were great but the footing was far to uncertain for many stops and photos. We felt lucky to come down with tired legs rather than twisted knees. When we reached the valley floor in Les Contamines there was a little bicycle cart selling ice cream and home-made lemonade which may have been one of the most appreciated sights ever.