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Sunday 1 July 2012

Day 7 - Castellane to Saint-Sauveur-sur-Tinee

Was woken up this morning by the sound of bikes screaming along the road outside. There really is no finer dawn chorus.

Grabbed an excellent shower then we settled up. €25 and defo worth it. Castellane is expensive but this place deserves the business. I'll remember it next time I'm in the area.

Turned straight out of campsite onto the N85. The road rising out of Castellane is superb. In fact, it's excellent all the way to Grasse.

From Grasse we dropped over to Nice. Ignore the name - Nice really isn't nice. It's endless traffic and traffic lights and blazing hot.

We slowly made our way over to Monaco. Full of money and big yachts, but no more pleasant than Nice. They were preparing for some horsey event which made congestion even worst. We assumed racing but it looked like they were setting up a show jumping ring by the harbour. We rode some of the race circuit then headed north.

We intend to take the Routes des Grande Alpes north to Lake Geneva. The first section includes the famous rally stage of Col de Turini. The southern climb was treacherous. Very narrow with nasty drop offs and tight hairpins. At the top we took a late lunch break and felt far better for food and water. The northern stretch down from the Col is much nicer.

From Roquebilliere (or rockabilly as it's now known) the road is amazing all the way to Saint-Sauveur-sur-Tinee, where we stopped for the night. There's a little municipal campsite in the town. €14 for the night.

The woman on reception was lovely. They don't have drinking water on tap but she gave me two big bottles of mineral water, free of charge. There's not many other tents here so we had a good pick of places. They're not marked out - it's just a free for all but the field is plenty big enough for everyone here.

We took advantage of the free hot showers before knocking up an easy tea then popping into town. There's a jolly little footpath from the campsite into town. It's only a 5 minute walk.

We went to the only bar in town for beer and footy. Euro 2012 final, Spain vs Italy. We thought Italy would be the home team as the border is only a few miles away but Spain was getting all the cheers.

Walking home, loads of fire flies had come out. Never seen them for real before but they're wonderful little things.








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