My new favourite place- Part 1

Discovery

After a 9 days of riding in a row I was still up for more. Tired legs, an increased appetite, and still with a hunger for more descending.

However Chamonix weather wasn't playing ball. I had no work, it's quiet time at the moment, but I also had nobody available to join me for adventure's. Solo it was to be. I sat in my apartment and looked where I could go to find good weather. First option, Finale. Stormy down on the coast. Inland around Switzerland, also stormy. The closest weather window appeared to be just below Grenoble, and westwards.

Heading around Grenoble the skies where still grey, the wind was still blowing, but the temperature was creeping up. I turned off the motorway, and headed left (west).

I'd planned to spend the next couple of days around Die and Crest in the southern Vercors pre-alpine Massif. As I lost mobile phone signal and the central line markings on the road you could feel the change from the Haute Savoie to the Mediterranean. Clay roofs replaced wooden.

I arrived at the Col de la Croix (745m) with the Bec Pointu (1342m) insight as my mission for the afternoon. Being in the middle of nowhere, there was parking space for maybe 3 cars at the col, luckily I was the only one. The wind was still blowing when I reached the summit after hike-a-biking the majority of the trail. Ready for a fun loose gravely descent!

Just down the road from the col I'd seen a quiet little track I could sneak down with my car to set up a camp spot. It was chilly, and I was as far out the ever blowing wind as possible. I climbed into my sleeping bag...

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