As we look down onto one meadow below us, a Griffen Vulture is sidling up to a lonesome feeble sheep. He is keeping to the vulture code, no touching til they are actually dead. The local tourist board are marketing this route as the "Route de Fromage" as we pass farms dedicated to producing the Berber sheep cheese. In other steep meadows the hay is being cut and laid to dry. Higher up the slopes are cultivated with steep terraces of grapes. Above these are pine forests. We shamelessly fall on a Lidls to stock up on basics (I'll always remember Steph falling asleep in a French Lidls carpark when she was meant to be guarding all our bikes in Brittany!) Near our stop for the night at Oloron Ste Marie we use the Wifi at a Mac Donald's on the ring road. The campsite is on a perfect location, near enough to cycle to the town for provisions but up a farm road with uninterrupted views of the snow capped peaks. There is grass and shade too! The only other touring cyclist is Dutch but unusually does not speak English, we gather however he has cycled from home to here via Barcelona.
Miles to date:- 1665
